We stood for a few seconds, and then I heard some movement in the back. They usually only have one or two people working at a time during the off-hour..., so theyre probably stocking shelves or something, Cindy informed me. They really should have a bell or something, I commented as I scanned the counter. Eh. It takes a while to pick a flavor anyways, she said, gesturing to a sign on the right wall with about forty different flavors listed on it. Why is this place called Smartys Grill if their. Soon we were on the phone catching up. During the conversation he said that he had an extra ticket to an LPGA Golf tournament, the JBTC Founders Cup, and invited me to accompany him the next day, which I did. We met for breakfast on the grounds and I was impressed that he was recognized in the clubhouse by apparently several of the female golfers. Not being familiar with the LPGA, I did not recognize any of them, but he said the winner’s purse was $1,500,000, so some of the top women players. I went to the partyroom and found her lying on the pooltable, while he licked her pussy.I enterd the room and did surprised, when i said "what is going on here?"She went up and looked at me in shock, stumbeling " wel, thats not what it looks like"I got closer to them and looked at her hard nipples and her wet pussy."If thats not what it looks like, i will be damned, but since i had no sex for over 4 weeks now, well, i guess if he can fuck you i should be able to do the same, right!"She looked. I stopped short when I saw a familiar face. The girl from the funeral! I hurriedly sat down next to her as the bus left the stop. She was looking out the window, looking at her shoes, looking at her nails. I knew she was embarrassed that I had recognized her, and I wondered why that was. ‘Um hi,’ I started lamely, trying to break the ice. ‘My name is Al. I couldn’t help but notice that you were at my wife’s funeral. I didn’t recognize you, so I was wondering why you were there.’ She looked at.