The club sponsor agreed to pick up the hotel tab if we paid the travel. We both agreed that we wanted to play but were anxious as to Ramsey's agreemen..., so we decided not to tell him right away just in case.Ramsey plays golf in the local club and has a low handicap, so he was selected to play for the club in matches. They did so well that they go to the play off stages of a national competition. That meant Ramsey had to go away for a 10 nights from Friday evening to the following Sunday all. He tried hard to remember the precise lyrics, and sat scribbling and crossing things out for almost an hour until he got them right. Parts of the song, ‘Eyes of Amber,’ had nestled themselves in his consciousness from the moment he first saw her eyes there on the beach. He looked at the lyrics and softly sang the song to himself: ‘Eyes of blue or eyes of green / eyes of amber / eyes of starlight / have come again / as they have come before Heart of firelight / heart of the flowers of the jungle. I took that out and waved him down and he got off that roof climbed down the scaffolding and came over and introduced himself to me. That deep burly southern draw voice of his rattled me to the core with that tingle, that is for sure.We sat at the patio lounge table he wiping sweat from his forehead and body with his t shirt and I across from him sitting there like some infatuated school girl and really and truthfully at that time of my life my mind was indeed just that.As we talked I got the. Tom said to roll over. After I rolled on my stomach he ran his finger tips down my back.as he slid down I started to laugh again and said he's getting close. Moving to my side he slid past my waist and over my legs, I said he went to far. Tom said the worm thinks he knows where to look, and slid up to my butt,and moved around one cheek then the other. Wiggling my hips and giggling I said he better be careful, Tom asked why.I said he might find the dirty place. Useing a finger he circled around.