Marty just grumbled a bit more while Mary drove the cart up tothe front tee. While I hadn't played in sometime, I knew what I wasdoing. I teed up th... ball and lined up my shot just like I was taught. Igave a little waggle to the club before I took one last peek down thefairway. Keeping my eye on the ball, I pulled back the club. I shiftedmy weight from one foot to the other and began my downswing and then...I topped the ball. I watched as the ball bounced down and came to restin the rough. I saw Terry’s bedroom door open and a young man came in talking.“Terry, your sister said to tell … What the fuck, Oh man, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to just bust in like this, I mean your sister said you were up here talking and I was to tell you she had to run to Wal-Mart and if she did not get back in 45 minutes you were to take the bride to the church and she would meet you both there.”I watched as he talked and I was surprised to see that I did not struggle to pull away from Terry as I. Not just a nod out of reflex. She saw Victoria's eyes. Inthere wasn't the usual deviant spark. It was all seriousness. Victoriatrusted her with her heart. That she understood now. "Thank you," Mercywhispered.Victoria pulled her closer. Drawing her into another lazy hug. For sometime they just laid there. Snuggled against each other. Enjoying thesilence and the presence of each other.The next time Mercy looked over she saw Victoria absent-minded. "Whatare you thinking about?"Victoria looked at. “We could, that is if you wanted to, maybe… what we talked about before you and Ron and Harry got together.” Hermione nodded in understanding. “This is the perfect opportunity.” Ginny’s nervous smile made Hermione shiver. She remembered how pleasant her time with Lavender had been the week before, but she started substituting Ginny’s breasts and lips for Lavender’s and the idea excited her even more. “I… I’d have to talk to Ron first,” Hermione said in a nervous whisper. “I mean, what.