For a certain length of time I stared, and stared, and stared, though I couldn't tell for how long. I was so fucking jealous of that damned lollipop.F...nally, as realization trickled back into my senses, I finally tore my eyes from her lips. Her semi-lidded eyes sought after mine, that damn smug smirk still on her face, and I knew she knew what she was doing to me. Growling at her, I dropped my things and clasped at her bare shins. "Goddammit woman," I laughed despite the lack of humor in the. It was right then he heard the back door shut. A moment later, a bikini clad raven haired young woman entered, towel wrapped around her waist.Five years before, his wife had died, killed in a car wreck. Her death left himself and his now 18 year old daughter, Chelsea. Chelsea was the raven haired, blue eyed young woman with breasts to die for, coming in at D cup standing in front him now. They, in turn, had developed a strong bond in the years since.He had greatly loved his wife, who he had. Pretending as if I was writing the script, I stole a few glances at her. Geetha had a really fair complexion. At about 5’6”, she had a perfect height. I’ve never seen a girl with such good figure. She might be a 36-26-36. Her tummy was flat and appeared to be soft. But it wasn’t the figure that excited me, it was her smile and her eyes. Her beautiful big eyes and the innocent smile were truly a sight for the sore eyes.After few minutes, her close friend, Niharika, came and sat beside me. She. The caddy school was taught by Honor caddies who would play golf and the students taking turns caddying for them. The school lasted for three days, at which time, you were expected to have learned the basics of caddying, the finer points would come with experience. At the end of the school, the instructors would recommend to the Caddy Master those who should be awarded B caddy status. I was thrilled when I found out I had made the cut.Over the next two years I busted my butt carrying golf bags.