His mind raced for he hadn’t come across such an invitation before, especially from women who had been and appeared so conservative the day he met t...em, but he had to respond in the same mode of erotic conversation. “Don’t blame me Karen”, he replied. “If I recall when I touched you on the leg during a gear change you were quick to pull away and even when I helped you over a gash in the road you quickly broke contact once you were on level ground, you gave all the indication that any form of. "Is it okay if I just wear my nightgown while we watch TV? I got a little too much sun today at the beach."He waved his arms in dismissal. "Wear whatever you want," he said, rather gruffly and turned and stalked out.I was devastated. What had I done to make my grandfather angry? Maybe he was mad because I had taken so much time in the bathroom. I slid the nightgown over my head, not bothering to even put on panties, and followed him into the living room. He was sitting in his favorite chair. I told her to watch theprofessional women and she would see that there is no reason that sheshouldn?t be able to compete with me with the advantage of twentypercent less distance on nearly every hole. She said that she wishedthere were a way that I could see just how hard it is for a woman toplay this game. I told her that it was all in her head because thereare very few differences that make golf any harder for women as it isfor men. My wife then stormed off to the bathroom and Janice. "With your build, the head of my cock will be smaking your diaphragm constantly. How tall are you anyway?" "Wanna bet I can?", he answered. "I've taken 7.5s before, ya'know. And I'm 4'11" if you must know." 4'11'', damn, this kid's hair-do doesn't even reach my schoulder."Wanna bet you can, you say?"Be careful with what you're betting on lil bro, I might have to take that bet." "I wish you did. I could use some action today!"At first I thought he was joking, but the look in his eyes was dead.