He tried to move away from the noise, but little threads tied his body in place, keeping him from going somewhere quiet.“I think he’s waking up,�... someone said nearby.Eldon tried to open his eyes, but they were gummed shut. He opened his mouth to speak, but it felt dry and filled with dust. What was wrong with him? Panic gripped him and he heard that annoying beep pick up its pace. He no longer wanted to sleep so badly. Something was wrong, but he couldn’t open his eyes to find out, and couldn’t. I told them I would decide over the next couple of days and let them know.I mulled over what I saw today.Miranda was impressive right off. She had excellent tee shots. A little tweaking would give her even more power. Her use of woods and irons was inconsistent but she looked teachable. The putting green was something else. She had this weird grip. I changed her grip, but she kept reverting back. It would defeat the benefits of hitting the ball long if she five-putted on every green.Miranda's. It's 'Mr Taylor' to Simon and Sylvia. Or 'Sir'.) I smile fondly at her. 'Hey, sexy, how you doing?'Natasha stretches and shrugs. 'Oh you know ... Monday morning.' Fuck: her long, shapely legs do look fabulous in that little skirt! I treat myself to an extended, appreciative gaze and she sits there happy to let me. It's a toss-up which I like the best, this outfit she has today or last Friday's one (tight, low-slung jeans and very skimpy tee-shirt - still fresh in my memory). I really can't. I was mesmerized by the beauty and innocence of Anu chachi’s face. I looked at her luscious pink lips and felt like sucking them in an instance. I turned my face and cursed myself for having such thoughts for my chachi but I just could not help myself. I wondered what to do gazing towards the ceiling of the room.Suddenly I felt movement on my left side my chachi turned to face upwards lay on her back with her hands wide apart. This move made her breast heave up more and gave me another.