The pro just waved as he walked back to his office.Dave walked outside, grabbed his clubs, and headed towards the practice green. Dave knew he had to ...et a feel for the putter before he could worry about the irons. The putter was his first priority.After forty-five minutes Dave, felt reasonably confident in the new putter but it wasn't the same as his. He was just walking to the practice tee when he heard a familiar voice. He turned to see John smiling at him. John had his clubs on his back as. He watched her as she admired the photos and canvases around the room. As Ella tiptoed, he noted her delectable ass and narrow back. She had an innocence about her which some women lacked. They knew they were beautiful and flaunted it while revealing poor personalities. Ella though, perhaps recognised that she was attractive but retained modesty which endeared her. “Let’s go for portraits, if you take a seat on the stool, we can get started.” Ella did as instructed and looked at Darren, her. Imogen thanked the professor, and then returned to potions class.As usual, Imogen shared a table with Neville, and so she hardly noticed the absence of Harry, Ron and Hermione. Over the last little while she had almost become accustomed to Neville's success in the class, and she watched as once again he turned out a first-rate performance.Professor Snape held up a large glass container of Neville's potion so that the class could see it."Note the colour - you know this potion has been properly. We're just going to loosen you up a little for Goliath. Believe me; you'll be glad we did!"The three men had been concentrating on the girls and never saw me coming. I waded into the first guy just as he dropped to his knees between Grace's trembling legs. He went ass over tin cup as my left fist struck him in the temple. It was not a time for discussion.The bigger of the two remaining men came at me. I stood him up with a left. Then I followed with a right. He went over backwards and stayed.