A Golfer s Dream Book I The Dream BeginsChapter 9 Stormy Weather
As Dave raked the greenside sand trap, he thought about the previous night with Ann and how she had attacked him with as much enthusiasm as he had attacked her. His now rested dick stirred at the memories as well. He had slept soundly after falling asleep smoothly, thinking of Ann's firm lean body molded to his. His morning ritual of 7:00 practices was becoming so comfortable that he was awake before the alarm clock sounded in the morning. He looked forward to getting going because every day...