"To be honest I was doing it for my hubby and today I can honesty say I am doing for my hubby." He had a questionable look on his face. I said "look I...wasn't going to say this but my hubby....lets say he had other desires." "He cheated on you?" he asked. "Oh no not that. He desires to be more feminine than a man." I said. He gave a smile and chuckle. "Well now you are looking for someone for him?" he asked. "Nooo just looking for someone who can give me want to want and need." I said. With that. When he bent down to hug me, wrapping his long arms around my waist I knew there was something there. There had always been something there. I did not want to let go and neither did he, so we held on for another moment. All I had to do was turn my head and I would kiss him.. But that did not happen. What happened was back home, I was going crazy, desperate to talk to him again. He was only in town for a week and I had to see him once more before he left. So I messaged him again, inviting him to. She passed by the place it had happened, both on the way out, and the way back. Nothing happened. Of course nothing happened, it was silly to think that it would. The following night she stopped there and waited for several minutes. Still nothing. The night after that she actually called out, "I'm here!" at the spot, and instantly felt ashamed. What the hell was she doing? She knew better. Her kind of fantasies were things decent men don't do in real life without planned consent and a safe. She out drove almost every female golfer she’s ever come up against. Her fairway and tee to green percentages were incredible. This tall cute young lady had a good following when she played competitive rounds of golf. She even played against men who were good and handily beat the pants off them when she was even much younger. As she grew up, she’d play against champions of area golf clubs and began to overcome them. ‘How can she do that? She hasn’t any apparent strength. She has that thin.