I picked out a very attractive pair ofladies golf shoes. I don't know what it is but the ladies have all the funwith sexy little things at every turn....I also got a golf glove that allowedmy nails to show through so they wouldn't get damaged.We arrived at the guys club by 11:30am and went to the range. I had alwaysbeen a good golfer but didn't know how the weight loss would affect my game.As to weight, when we were at the doctor's she weighed me and I was now onepound less than Meri which really. She was not terribly surprised to see the story she'd spent literally hours on had been changed around considerably when she saw it in print a couple days later. But she had to admit that it read better, and it was on the front page, rather than on the inside where she had expected it. Rather than confronting him about it, she knew enough to come at it obliquely when he arrived for his routine mug of coffee and long john the next morning. "Thank you for fixing up my story," she said contritely.. So he stroked in and out of me for what seem like forever and I just remembering that I wanted it to end. He kept stroking in and out of me and pulled out and exploded all over my stomach. He held me on his lap after and told me it would never hurt like that again and I was trusting him to be telling me the truth, he took me into the bathroom and bathed me and got me ready for bed I remember going home being so sore and it was Friday so I wouldnt see him again till Monday. Monday started like. Samantha switched from rubbing my dick with her hands, to squeezing her thighs around it. Wow, did that feel good! I had to turn my head and bite down on the blanket covering the bean bag to keep from calling out.To think that I had been worried about Samantha giving us away by making too much noise. Every time the pressure on my cock from the girl's thighs was lessened, I could feel blood rushing to my dick. Pretty soon, I was nearing full and total hardness. I could feel the head of my dick.