Andrews, it was somewhat easier to put the current tournament into perspective, from an emotional standpoint.Both women made the cut handily, although...their scores were somewhere in the middle of the pack. On Day Three, Kim broke out, firing a 66 and finding herself, at day's end, tied for third place overall.Tess, still well-back, could nevertheless anticipate a fat paycheck if she could fire a below-par round on Sunday. Coming off the British Open as champion, she was continuing to attract a. I think I went through all those emotions on loop for about an hour as I tried to rationalise it in my head.I walked outside to try and clear my head but when I opened the door I was hit by the searing heat and blinding light of another day being baked in drought. It was the opposite of a cold sharp shock but had a similar effect. I stomped around the yard muttering under my breath and sweating my ass off. I must have looked like a crazy person.As I was working through it in my head I realised. It sounded great to go onto the countryside for a few days and leave all my worries behind. So there I was a couple of weeks later bombing up the M11 in my brand new BMW 323 convertible. The weather was unusually warm, so I had the hood down and with both c***dren at uni my troubles and worries seemed to decrease as I rapidly ate up the miles between me and their holiday home. The satnav on the BMW worked perfectly getting me through the winding lanes around the Broads in Norfolk to deposit me. MMMmmm, I love a rugged full 5 o'clock shadow on a sexy hunk of man meat! It didn’t hurt, that his body was rock hard and clearly strong enough to toss me around like a rag doll, either! I smiled, squeezed his arm and replied, “only if I can join you in your bedroom later!.. I'm Stacy”. We both laughed and he slid one of his three shots over to me. He tilted my head to the side, licked my soft sweet neck and sprinkled it with salt. He licked my neck again, took a shot and bit into his lemon.