I had a little surprise for her when I got to her apartment; it was in my pocket. She met me at the door with a big kiss and an even bigger smile. God... she felt so good in my arms."Where are we going, honey; is this okay to wear?" she asked turning around so I could see how the pretty little sun dress flared. I told her on the phone we were going out to dinner but I didn't say where."Stand still," I told her in a commanding voice. She looked at me a little startled but did what I told her to. When we do, it’s usually between tournaments and our lovemaking is hard and fast.” Then she continued, “What I need during a tournament is someone who will give me unconditional sex, to focus on my pleasure and my needs only. It relaxes me and gives me confidence when I can take control from the bedroom onto the golf course the next morning. Does that make sense to you?” “Yes, ma’am, and I’m here as an adventure, sort of a new experience,” I said honestly, “so I’ll do whatever you need me to. . us, I mean."I nodded. "Yeah, exactly right." It is important ... to both of us." Good to know," I said, ever the brilliant conversationalist."I think you could use a drink," she smiled, still with her arms around my neck."I think I could," I agreed.I was still holding my overnight bag. She took it from me and put it on a wing chair, returning to me. Instinct took over and I held her and kissed her. It was a passionate effort with some tongue involved. She responded in kind. When we broke, she. And a sign saying No One Under 21 Allowed. It happened I'd just turned twenty-one but Lynn had a few months to go. And he said she'd have to come in too so he could see her ID after I'd told him how close she was.His eyes lit up when she came in wearing a totally see-through top and no bra, her huge areolas in perfect view, nipples poking straight out and her skirt with only the top button buttoned so every time she took a step you saw her garter hooked to the top of her stockings. And with.