It's a damn tempting target.Can you spell intimidation? My drives usually go about 179 yards on the 18th. Or I try to muscle it over and slice that su...ker into the next county.But today ... Today I hit it just so. I felt it go straight, true, and far. You know that feeling you get when you hit the sweet spot dead center? That sucker soared. My fist was in the air as the ball cleared the lake. Then the fucker hit a six inch rock on the fly and ricocheted all the way back to my side of the lake.. I brought that to the cooking fire. I laid it in the coals and while we ate, pushed at it so it was well-heated all the way around. I carried the hot rim back to the broken wheel with a pair of sticks and, with the women's help and the use of a big rock as a hammer, we got the rim back in place.I hitched my mare into the traces despite her protests at such an indignity and had her drag the old wagon to a level place. Then I squatted under the bed, took the weight on my back, pushed up with my. Something you will know more about at some point!’ Kate sat beside her embarrassed friend, pulling the linen down from her head. ‘At least they look at you. Me, they avert their eyes for!! I am as big as a sow, so I do not really blame them!!’ Erupting into laughter, the pair sagged on the one bed, allowing the tension to ebb. ‘You sure I am not hideous?’ ‘Show me.’ Standing slowly, Eleanor let the linens fall open, still holding the sides to snag them up in case the door opened. ‘Beautiful.’. Wynona was very pretty, strawberry blond, sexy figure and twenty-seven years old, two years older than me at the time. I was enthralled with her life story. She had put herself through college as a stripper and told me about a serious lesbian girlfriend she had in those days before she met her husband. I was very tipsy by this time and told her that I had never been with another woman but had fantasized about it. She seemed to be very inquisitive about that. Wynona told me how pretty and sexy.