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A Golfer's Dream Chapter Twenty - The Dream Becomes a Nightmare
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A Golfer's Dream                    Written by TheCaddy

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Chapter Twenty - The Dream Becomes a Nightmare

Dave was having a very strange dream about walking through his
school naked when suddenly he was pushed against a locker.  His
back was to the locker but he couldn't see who was holding him
there.  He felt something on his soft prick - a hand was holding
it while a tongue licked it.  Dave suddenly felt a warm mouth
encase his quickly growing hard-on.  He put his hands to the head
he imagined was there and was surprised to feel hair slide
between his fingers.

The background of the school suddenly faded from sight and Dave
was staring up into the darkness.  Dave shook his head waking
himself from his weird dream.  He looked around groggily
realizing he was in Ann's house.  As his head cleared from his
sleepy daze he suddenly realized that the mouth he dreamed about
was real and his dick was now rock hard as it slid in and out of
a soft wet mouth.

Dave was surprised Ann would sneak into his room with her parents
just down the hall.  He wasn't going to complain though, because
her mouth felt wonderful.  She licked and sucked his hard shaft
while she gently caressed his balls.  He had already cum three
times earlier today and knew it would take a while to cum again
so he decided to spin around and return the pleasure.

Dave spun his body under Ann and as she lifted one leg he slid
his head between her legs and flicked his tongue at her very wet
and juicy slit.  Her taste was more tangy than usual but he
didn't complain as her juices flowed down his cheeks.  Ann
continued sucking his cock as she moaned and gasped her approval
of his tongue.  Dave reached up and took Ann's large round
breasts in his hands.

He was massaging the round full globes when he suddenly realized.
 THIS ISN'T ANN!  He pulled his mouth away from the wet slit and
spoke softly, "Cindy, is that you!"

The mouth surrounding his cock slipped off as the women on top of
him moved to a kneeling position and pushed her pussy down firmly
onto his mouth. "Dave, I have been thinking about you since that
first day at the beach two weeks ago.  I have dreamed about
sucking your hard cock since I held it in the water last Sunday.
When you pulled my thong off today I wanted to fuck you right in
the pool but I knew I had to wait until tonight.  Please keep
licking me, it feels so good."

Dave's mind was racing just like his tongue.  His tongue obeyed
the command to lick while his head thought about everything Cindy
said.  He thought about the hand that was masturbating him in the
water the previous Sunday and how he had thought it was Ann. 
Then he thought about all the winks and sexy smiles Cindy had
given him since they met.

Dave wasn't sure what to do.  Ann was only two rooms away and he
was feeling guilty because he was cheating on her.  He was trying
to think of a way out of this when he suddenly felt his pole
slide back into Cindy's wet mouth as she sucked and licked it
unlike he had ever felt before.

Dave's thoughts of stopping Cindy soon faded as Cindy moved off
his mouth, turned to face him, and eased down onto his rock-hard
love muscle.  Cindy wasn't nearly as tight as Ann or Jennifer
but, as she started to move up and down, she clamped her pussy
onto his throbbing dick.  Dave had never felt anything grip his
shaft like that before and he quickly grabbed her hips and
started thrusting to meet her snapping love hole.

Cindy and Dave were bucking at a frantic pace as their breathing
got more laboured and their moaning got steadily louder.  Dave
could feel his climax building but fought to hold off as long as
he could.  Cindy was quickly losing control as her orgasm started
to overwhelm her senses.

Dave couldn't hold off any longer as he thrust hard into Cindy
and sent his first spurt of creamy white rope deep into her
snapping pussy.  Their rhythm was now completely out of sync as
Dave thrust hard into Cindy a second then third time.  Finally
Cindy collapsed on top of Dave as their sweaty bodies molded
together.

Dave held Cindy tight as he slowly caught his breath.  He
couldn't believe how incredible she felt and how great it felt to
finally shoot off without wearing a rubber.  He suddenly realized
he hadn't asked whether he needed a condom; then he remembered
Ann saying Cindy had given her a bunch of condoms so he assumed
if Cindy needed one, she would have brought it.

Cindy's breathing slowly returned to normal and she whispered,
"That was incredible.  Your cock is so big and I can't believe
how well you can eat pussy - you almost made me cum before I
could get you inside me."

Dave initially felt good about the compliment but soon the guilt
about cheating on Ann and Jennifer welled up once more and
started to flood his mind.  Cindy nuzzled into him for a few
minutes but she must have noticed the change in Dave's attitude
because she soon stood up quietly and exited the room without
saying another word.

Dave was very confused.  He looked at the bedside clock which
read three o'clock.  He was torn between the incredible sex and
the incredible guilt.  He couldn't decide whether or not he could
tell Ann what happened.  He tossed and turned for several hours
as he imagined all the different scenarios.  The worst was Ann
and Jennifer would both be so pissed at him that they would break
up with him.  Dave finally resolved himself that he couldn't do
anything about it now and it would be better to get some sleep
and deal with it in the morning.  He resumed his more normal
dreams of hearing a well-stroked ball drop into the cup.

Dave was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt something land on
top of him.  He jumped in fright, not knowing what it was; then
he heard a laughing voice say, "Time to get up, sleepy head."

At first Dave laughed at Ann but then what had happened the
previous night came rushing back into his head.  Dave suddenly
realized Cindy had taken his boxers off last night and he was now
sleeping in the nude.  The blanket was still partially covering
him so he tried to nonchalantly pull it over him completely.

Ann was still in a playful mood as she stated, "Daddy is gone to
work early so I decided to surprise you this morning."  She
grabbed the blanket and ripped it off in one smooth motion.  She
was laughing until she looked down and saw Dave naked.  She
looked at him with a puzzled look on her face then she saw a
large stain on the sheet.

She looked at the stain and then at Dave.  With a very serious
and hurt look on her face she asked, "What happened last night,
Dave?"

Dave looked like the cat that ate the canary, maybe more the dog
that ate the pussy - guilt was written all over his face.  He
started to mumble something but his tongue was tied in knots. 
Finally Ann seemed to piece everything together by herself, "Did
you fuck my mother last night?  You did!  I can see it in your
face."

Dave looked up at Ann standing beside the bed, still holding the
sheet in one hand.  He was putting a long explanation together in
his head but when he opened his mouth he reverted back to the old
muttering and mumbling Dave.  He finally just nodded bashfully
and muttered, "I thought... I thought it was you."

Ann threw the blanket at him and yelled, "You no good cheating
bastard!  I don't ever want to see you again."  Then she stormed
out of the room and slammed the door behind herself.

Dave immediately jumped out of bed and started pulling on his
clothes.  He walked out of the room and down the hall towards the
stairs.  He could hear loud noises from the kitchen.  He ran down
the stairs as he heard Ann shout, "You fucking slut!  Why did you
have to fuck my boyfriend?"  When Dave walked into the kitchen,
Ann turned on him again.  "And you, you can go fuck yourself,
too."  She then stormed out the back door of the house.

Dave looked at Cindy who was in tears.  She looked back at Dave,
"I'm sorry.  I am so selfish sometimes.  I never thought
carefully about what I was doing."

Dave was pissed at Cindy now, too but couldn't bring himself to
tell her off.  He knew she had taken advantage of him but he also
knew he could have stopped her.  He just shook his head as he
went out the door after Ann.  As he rounded the corner of the
house, he heard squealing tires pull out of the driveway.  He
walked down the driveway and saw his golf bag sitting on the
front lawn.  The clubs were strewn all around on the grass.  He
walked towards his bag and gasped as he saw a broken shaft, then
another, and another.

Dave couldn't believe his eyes.  He picked up the clubs and put
the unbroken ones back in his bag.  He had felt sad and guilty
and little mad at Cindy before, but now he was absolutely furious
- at both mother and daughter.  Ann had broken four of his clubs
-- including his putter.  Dave looked at his watch -
seven-thirty.

He sat down and collected his emotions as he thought about what
to do.  Ann was obviously distraught and wouldn't likely return
very soon.  Dave actually thought that her not coming back would
be best because he was so mad he wasn't sure what he would do
anyway.  So as far as Ann -- that was over for now - if she
returned before he left for the course, he would deal with it
then.

So now, what about his golf?  He could ask the pro at Royal Oaks
if he could borrow a putter and several irons to replace the
broken ones.  That would work but he would need some practice
with the new putter.  He had better get to the course as soon as
possible.  The tournament didn't start until ten o'clock so he
had a couple of hours to practice with the different clubs.  So
his golf might be fine.

Now he needed to get his clothes together, get something to eat
for breakfast, then get a taxi to the golf course.  Dave picked
up his bag and broken clubs and walked into the house.  Cindy was
crying in the kitchen when Dave walked in.  Her face went white
when she saw the broken clubs.  She started to stutter something
but Dave just put his hand up to stop her.  He asked, "Can I have
some breakfast before I go?"

Cindy looked at him sheepishly, then stood and walked towards the
cupboards.  Dave added, "Cereal would be fine.  I'm going to get
dressed and pack."  Dave went upstairs and put on a golf shirt
and shorts before packing everything else into his backpack.

When Dave returned to the kitchen there was a bowl, a glass, a
spoon, a jug of milk and three different kinds of cereal on the
table.  Dave filled a bowl with cereal.  He picked up the milk,
added some to his cereal, then filled the glass.  He looked at
Cindy and asked,  "Do you mind calling me cab to go to the golf
course?"

Cindy just nodded quietly and walked to the phone.  Dave ate
while Cindy made the call.

Cindy returned and said, "It will be here in ten minutes.  I'm
really sorry Dave.  I never meant for all this to happen.  It was
stupid to act out my fantasy.  Can you forgive me?"

Dave looked at the tears running down her face.  He felt bad for
her and most of the anger he had for her faded.  He finally said,
"You really did feel incredible last night but I agree - it was a
stupid idea and I was just as stupid not to stop you.  I think
you have a lot more explaining to do to Ann then you do to me. 
She was really hurt - she can live without a boyfriend but she
needs her mother.  I hope you two can patch this up."

Cindy nodded agreement as Dave finished eating.

When Dave was finished, he stood up and walked towards the door.
Cindy came to him and hugged him before she apologized again. 
Dave just shrugged then kissed her cheek and said goodbye.

The taxi pulled up to the curb just as Dave walked down the
driveway.  The drive to the golf course was quiet as Dave was
deep in thought about Ann and whether he would see her again.  He
was really angry at her for breaking the golf clubs.

Dave was happy his father had given him a hundred dollars before
he left because the cab ride was twenty, alone.  Dave paid the
cabby then walked into the pro shop.  He asked to speak to the
pro.  Dave was surprised to see a fairly young man of about
thirty invite him into his office.

The pro asked Dave what he wanted and Dave explained, "My name is
Dave MacDonald, I play on the QAI junior team.  I came over
yesterday and played your course with my girlfriend and her
father.  I stayed at her house last night.  We had a big fight
this morning and she broke several of my clubs.  I was wondering
if I could borrow a few clubs to use today?"  Dave lowered his
head embarrassed by his confession.

The pro chuckled and replied, "Hello Dave, I'm Kyle Stevenson and
I can't count the number of clubs my wife has broken on me over
the years.  When I was touring on the Canadian mini tour, before
I became a club pro, we used to get into some very heated fights
about the time I spent practicing.  After the third time she got
into my bag, I learned to leave the clubs at the golf course or
in my car.  Which clubs are you missing?"

Dave smiled for the first time that day.  He was happy to hear he
wasn't the only one to have suffered this.  He replied, "She
broke my four, eight and nine irons and, worst of all, my
putter."

Kyle laughed, "God, I hate it when they break the putter.  They
know that a putter is a very intimate thing, don't they?  It's
just plain cruel to break the putter."

Dave laughed and, for the first time that morning, he actually
started to feel a little better.  Kyle asked, "What way do you
shoot?"

Dave replied, "Right."

Kyle continued, "You can use my clubs if you want.  I will get
them out of storage for you.  If they don't feel comfortable,
I'll find you different ones.  As far as the putter goes, you can
use anything we have in stock in the pro shop.  Call it a demo. 
Who knows, you may like it enough to buy it."

Kyle stood up and so did Dave.  Dave shook his hand and thanked
him before they walked into the pro shop together.  Kyle said,
"Pick out any putter you want while I get my clubs for you."  He
then disappeared out the side door.

Dave found a putter similar to his and, after hitting several
practice puts on the carpet, he decided to try it on the practice
green.  Kyle entered carrying the three replacement irons and
Dave took them -- profusely thanking him again.  The pro just
waved as he walked back to his office.

Dave walked outside, grabbed his clubs, and headed towards the
practice green.  Dave knew he had to get a feel for the putter
before he could worry about the irons.  The putter was his first
priority.

After forty-five minutes Dave, felt reasonably confident in the
new putter but it wasn't the same as his.  He was just walking to
the practice tee when he heard a familiar voice.  He turned to
see John smiling at him.  John had his clubs on his back as he
walked up to Dave, "How was the practice round?"

Dave's face became very serious, "The practice round was great
and so was my afternoon but last night was a nightmare.  Come on
down to the end of practice tee so we can hit some balls while I
tell you all the nasty details."

The two friends casually hit balls as Dave told John the whole
story.  John was standing with his mouth open when Dave got to
the part about Cindy sneaking in and he gasped when Dave told him
about Ann blowing up and leaving him at the house.  When the
story was completed John stared at Dave, "Holy shit dude, she's
whacked!"

Dave looked at John curiously, "What do you mean?"

John continued, "Dave, you were sleeping in the room minding your
own business when her mom attacked you.  You said yourself you
thought it was Ann.  It's not all your fault.  Ann over-reacted."

Dave looked at John questioningly, "But I cheated on her."

John added, "Jesus Dave, what do you think you are?  A fucking
saint?  No guy that I know would stop a woman like that when she
is sitting on your face."

Dave just kind of nodded and shrugged looking at the ground
bashfully.  John finished with, "Dave, Ann will get over this
and, when she thinks about what really happened, she will forgive
you.  Just give it some time."

Dave nodded agreement as he refocused on his golf game and
started working with the new clubs.

Dave hit balls for about an hour before the coach of the Island
team walked up to him carrying a new golf bag.  Dave looked at
the forest green bag with bright white letters on the side "QAI
Junior Golf Team. Dave MacDonald"  The coach smiled and said,
"Dave, here is your new bag.  You can put your old one in the
van.  Good luck today."

Dave took the bag and thanked the coach.  John smiled at Dave,
"Nice bag."

Dave looked at John's Callaway golf bag and asked, "Didn't you
get one?"

John replied, "No, only the four official team members got one."
Dave looked a little embarrassed to be happy for himself when
John didn't get one.  John noticed and jokingly said, "Don't
worry, I'll get one next year when I beat you for first place."

Dave smiled back, "You'll have to practice a lot more to beat
me."

John shot back with, "No, I'll just hire Ann to break all your
clubs next year - plus your wandering dick."

Dave looked at John, then the two friends started to laugh.

John left the practice tee to do some putting but Dave kept
hitting balls.  After about another half hour Dave carried both
his bags to the clubhouse before taking his old bag and his
backpack to the passenger van the Island team had rented.  He
stowed his unneeded bags and went back to the clubhouse.

Dave was talking to Randy Gallant when he heard his name called
to report to the starter.  Dave wished Randy luck, grabbed his
clubs and went to the first tee.  Dave was a little nervous - he
was playing in his first tournament as a representative for his
province.  He kept looking at his name on the side of his bag and
thinking, "I am representing QAI."  It was the first time he
actually realized that he was no longer just golfing for Dave
MacDonald but he was golfing for his province.

Dave was playing with two other provincial representatives.  Both
were eighteen years old and seemed to look down on Dave.  They
treated Dave with respect but he could tell by the way they
looked at him that they thought they were better than a "Kid from
QAI".  One of the two golfers was Jordan LeBlanc.  He was New
Dominion Champion and his home club was Royal Oaks.  Dave knew he
would have to play his best to beat him.  They other guy was
Robert Willis from Nova Scotia.

On the first hole Dave was the only one not to hit driver off the
tee.  He hit a smooth three wood up the right side of the fairway
and past the one hundred and fifty yard marker.  His three wood
was as long as Robert's driver but well short of Jordan's big
drive.

After Robert hit his second shot into the trap to the right of
the first green, Dave pulled out his nine iron.  Actually it was
the pro's nine iron.  Dave put a good swing on it but the club
still felt a little different than the rest of Dave's clubs and
the ball sailed long past the pin.  Dave was left with a fifteen
foot downhill birdie putt.

Jordan hit his one hundred yard shot to within three feet of the
hole.

Robert blasted out of the trap and made his three foot par put.

Dave got comfortable with his line before he stood over the ball
concentrating on the weight.  He stroked the putter smoothly but
it didn't feel exactly right either and his putt rolled past the
hole by two feet.  He made the two foot par putt before Jordan
rolled in his three foot birdie putt.

On the second hole Dave watched Jordan hit an iron down the same
path Dave had taken the previous day.  Dave thought Jordan must
have rolled through the fairway like Dave's ball had yesterday. 
Today Dave hit a six iron into the middle of the fairway.  He had
one hundred and thirty yards to the pin and was perfectly in the
fairway.  Robert tried to hit his driver, hoping to drive the
green on the short hole but his ball landed on the steep slope
beside the pond and bounced hard left into the water.  Robert
banged his club on the tee before walking to his bag and picking
it up.

Dave was farthest from the hole and selected his gap wedge.  He
made a good swing and hit the ball five feet from the hole.

Jordan's shot had rolled through the fairway and was sitting in
the same heavy rough Dave's ball was in yesterday.  Jordan
however was more familiar with the local rough and managed to get
his ball onto the green, twenty feet from the hole.

Robert dropped a new ball where his entered the water and only
had a thirty yard pitch shot to the green.  His ball settled just
inside Jordan's shot.

Jordan and Robert both two putted for par and bogey respectfully.


Dave's putt was straight in.  He stood over the ball trying to
get comfortable with the weight but the new putter just didn't
feel right.  The grip was slightly different; that difference was
very important.  Dave finally got as comfortable as he could and
stroked the ball but it missed by an inch.

The third hole went the same as the previous day - Dave hit a big
drive then a long iron to green for his second shot on the par
five.  Again Dave couldn't get comfortable with his eagle putt
and missed the hole but made the birdie four.  Jordan also made
birdie while Robert made par.

The rest of the round went pretty well the same for Dave.  He hit
the ball incredibly well but never made a putt all day.  He
finished with a very satisfying three under par sixty nine.  He
had four birdies, one bogey and fourteen pars.  He two putted
every green except one where he had a two foot birdie putt.

When the round was over Jordan walked up to Dave, shook his hand
and smiled at Dave, "I'm glad you didn't putt well today or you
would have kicked my ass.  Great round and I'll see you in BC
next week."

Dave replied, "Thanks, Great round yourself.  Sixty-seven on this
course is excellent."

Jordan said thanks then walked to the clubhouse.  Robert walked
over to Dave next and they shook hands as well.  Robert shot
seventy-three but was in trouble on a lot of holes.  Dave thought
how Robert risked too much, too often; which got him in trouble.
Dave wished Robert good luck in BC then walked to the clubhouse.

Dave placed his golf bag outside the front door then walked
inside with the putter and three irons in his hand.  He walked to
the pro's office and knocked on the door.  The door opened and
Jordan smiled at Dave as he walked out of the office past him. 
Kyle called Dave by name, "Dave, come on in."

Dave walked in and sat in the chair across from the large oak
desk.  Kyle leaned back in his chair and smiled at Dave, "Jordan
tells me you played incredibly well today but couldn't get used
to the new putter."

Dave just nodded.  Kyle continued, "Dave, I have to confess, when
you came in this morning and told me who you were, I already knew
who you were.  I have heard through the maritime golf talk that
you are an up-and-coming star.  I saw you here yesterday with
George and Justin.  Last week Jordan had requested to play with
you and, because we are hosting the tournament, I had enough say
to make it happen.  I asked Jordan to give me an update on your
game when he finished and that is why he was here.

"Dave from what Jordan told me, you are a helluva golfer.  You
played with three irons that weren't yours and a putter you never
touched before this morning.  Jordan said you played smart
control golf and could easily have shot sixty-four or sixty-five
if you had made a few putts."  Dave looked at the pro in
surprise.  He couldn't believe Kyle had heard about him.

Kyle added, "Dave, you handled yourself like a seasoned veteran
today.  I don't know what happened between you and your
girlfriend but I do know that most fifteen year olds and a lot of
adults would have carried the emotion of what happened onto the
golf course and that emotion would have affected their play. 
You, on the other hand, walked confidently into this office and
asked for some help.  You then spent several hours making the
best of your practice time.

"Robert, the other player I put in your group is known to be very
aggressive and a lot of players tend to fall into the trap of
trying to outplay him.  Both he and Jordan gave you a bit of a
hard time on the first tee.  I knew Robert would act like that
because I have seen him play the last two years.  But in Jordan's
case, I asked him to be a little condescending to you on the
first couple of holes to see how you reacted to it.  Jordan said
you never even flinched."

"Dave, when I was your age and growing up in Ontario, I was
considered to be a phenomenon as well.  I could hit it long and
shot some incredibly low scores at a young age.  Everyone was
talking how I would make the tour and eventually, I started to
listen to the talk.  What happened to me was I had a couple of
problems.  One was I hate to be out done.  That is why I put you
out with Robert today - to test you and see if you could be put
off your game.  Not only did you not fall into that trap but
Jordan said you totally closed Robert's game out to a point where
Jordan didn't think you were even watching Robert play.

"The second problem I had was I played with too much emotion. 
Emotion is great for your game when things are going good but it
can be your downfall when things turn bad.  As I told you this
morning I had lots of heated fights with my wife about golf and
every time I had a fight I carried that emotion onto the golf
course.  Sometimes I fed off the emotion and played really well,
while most times I played awful.

"I took a long time to learn that a good golfer leaves his
emotions in his car when he gets to the golf course.  What
happens before you get to the golf course has to be left behind
or you won't be able to focus on your game.  I learned that too
late but you already seem to have learned it."  Dave thought
about the time, less than a month ago, he lost total control of
his emotions.  He doubted Kyle would be saying this if he had
seen Dave then.

Dave just nodded understandingly then replied, "I had an
eye-opening experience a few weeks ago - I guess I learned more
from it then I thought.  That experience also included a run in
with an asshole that totally threw my game off.  I learned to
ignore him and control my emotions.  I still get flustered
sometimes but I am steadily getting better at focusing on my game
and not my opposition's."

Kyle laughed, "You must be talking about Harvey Thompson.  He is
a real piece of work.  If he could play half as well as he
thought he could; he would already be on the tour."

Dave laughed at Kyle's comment and was surprised again how in
touch he was with Maritime junior golf.

"Well Dave, I'm sorry for the long boring speech but I wanted you
to understand that you are headed in the right direction.  Your
swing and golf game are almost flawless but, more important, you
seem to have a significant portion of the mental aspect of the
game down as well.  Best of luck to you in BC and make sure you
get your clubs re-shafted before you go."

Kyle stood behind his desk, walked around to Dave's side, and
extended his hand.  Dave shook hands as Kyle finished with, "Keep
your focus and play your own game.  It was a pleasure to meet you
and I know I will see you again."

Dave replied, "Thank you for the clubs and thanks for the vote of
confidence."  Dave turned and walked out of the office feeling
like he was ten feet tall.

Dave walked to the leaderboard and was pleased to see he was
currently in second place behind Jordan.  There were still about
eight groups left to come in so Dave went to the restaurant and
order fish and chips.  He was sitting alone thinking about how
wonderful yesterday had been and how he still hoped he could get
things smoothed over with Ann.

John walked into the restaurant as Dave was finishing his meal. 
Dave asked, "How did you do?"

John replied, "Not as good as you but pretty good - I shot
seventy-three."

Dave smiled, "That's great for the first time playing the
course."

John nodded as he sat down to join his friend.  John ordered
lunch as well and Dave stayed to keep him company while he ate.

The awards ceremonies started just as John finished eating so
they both walked outside to the presentation area.  There was a
large tented area where all the juniors were gathered around a
podium.  Kyle was announcing the prizes.  He started with fifth
place and moved to first.  Dave finished third and received a $50
gift certificate to the pro shop.  Jordan was the winner.

Dave and John went into the pro shop and Dave bought each of them
a golf hat with his certificate.  John thanked Dave as Dave
replied, "It's the least I can do for my chauffeur and golfing
buddy."  John smiled appreciatively.

The Island team loaded their clubs into the passenger van and
were on the road for home just after six o'clock.

The drive home went quickly as John told Dave about his final
weekend with Celine and Rene before they went home.  The wet
weekend hadn't dampened their spirits as John said they spent
most of the two days in bed.  John also said that both Celine and
Rene said to say goodbye and if Dave was ever in Val d'Or to give
either or both of them a call.

The van dropped Dave and John off at Hornsby where John's car was
parked.  John had agreed to drive Dave to North Beach.  The drive
was quiet as Dave thought about what he would say to Jennifer. 
John knew what Dave was thinking so he left him to his thoughts
as he himself remembered the time he spent with Rene and Celine.

As John's car pulled down the clay road of the campground Dave
saw that his family plus Heather and Jennifer were sitting at his
picnic table.  John pulled into the site and waved to everyone
while Dave pulled out his two golf bags and backpack.  He waved
to John as the car backed out of the campsite before he walked
towards the table.

Everyone looked at him questioningly.  After a pause, Dave
finally smiled and said, "I shot sixty-nine and finished third."

His mother and father congratulated him and Dave smiled his
thanks; but as he looked at Jennifer he saw a very different
expression on her face.  Jennifer scowled at Dave then stood up;
making a snorting sound, she turned and walked to her trailer.

Dave immediately knew that Ann must have called her friend.  He
set his bags down then he followed Jennifer to her trailer.  She
slammed the door in his face but Dave opened it and walked in
anyway.  Jennifer immediately turned on him, "Dave, tell me it's
a lie.  Tell me you didn't do it."

Dave wasn't ready for this approach.  He was hoping to have time
to cexplain it to her calmly but Ann obviously had Jennifer
worked up just as much as she had been this morning.  Dave walked
to Jennifer and took her hands in his and looked into her eyes. 
He started to explain everything as it happened.

Tears were running down Jennifer's face and just as he started
his explanation she cut him off, "I don't want to hear any lies.
Did you sleep with Cindy?"

Dave looked at her and tried to restart his explanation but again
Jennifer cut him off, "I don't care how it happened.  Did you
fuck Cindy?"

Dave replied, "Yes, but ...."  He didn't get another word out of
his mouth.  Jennifer's hand moved quickly and she slapped him
hard across the face.  Dave cheek was stinging as he begged
Jennifer, "Please, let me explain."

Jennifer didn't listen to him she turned and yelled, "Get out,
Dave.  I want to be alone."  And she ran into her bedroom and
closed her door.

Dave walked to the door, "Please, Jennifer.  I'm sorry.  Just let
me explain."  Dave could hear crying through the door.

Dave suddenly heard the door behind him close and Heather walked
in, "What's going on, Dave?"

Dave looked at Heather and didn't have a clue what to say.  He
couldn't tell her what happened.  He just shrugged and said, "I
had a fight with Ann this morning and it looks like Jennifer is
mad at me too."

Heather looked questioningly at Dave but when he didn't offer any
further explanation she said, "You better go home and I will talk
with Jennifer."

Dave nodded and walked out of the trailer with slouched shoulders
and a sad face.

When he got back to his trailer his family was staring at him. 
He wasn't up for a family discussion about his improprieties so
he grabbed his bags and went in the trailer.

Julie was the first to walk inside and sit with him on the couch.
 Julie hugged Dave and asked him what happened.  The whole story
flooded from Dave's mouth.

Fifteen minutes later Dave was staring at Julie having told her
everything.  He finally asked, "What should I have done?"

Julie looked at Dave and then spoke very softly, "Dave, I don't
know what to tell you.  You should have stopped her but in
reality I don't think any man would have.  She definitely took
advantage of you.  What does Jennifer think happened?"

"I have no idea because she wouldn't let me explain."

Julie looked at Dave, "I know this is going to be incredibly hard
but you are going to have to tell all this to Mom and Dad."  Dave
started to protest but Julie cut him off, "I know it's
embarrassing; but they have to hear the facts from you before
they hear a different story from someone else."

Dave nodded agreement.  Julie finished with, "I will go out and
send Mom and Dad in.  Then I will explain everything to Beth so
she also hears what really happened."

Dave just nodded as Julie stood and walked outside.  Roger and
Carol walked into the trailer and sat on each side of Dave.  He
bashfully told them the whole story.  Dave didn't know what to
expect but was pleasantly surprised that they both understood
what happened.  Carol promised to speak to Heather the next day.
She told Dave that Heather at least had to be told exactly what
happened.  Dave agreed.

It was after ten o'clock and Dave was very tired form the long
day so he pulled out his bed and went to sleep.

Dave slept soundly and woke at nine thirty.  He walked outside to
find Julie and Beth eating breakfast.  His parents were at work.
Julie informed Dave, "Heather and Jennifer already packed up this
morning and left for Charlestown.  I tried to talk to Jennifer
but she told me to butt out.  She wouldn't listen to me.  I'm
sorry, Dave; I tried but she is really pissed off."

Dave just nodded.  He went to his golf bag and immediately
noticed his broken putter and irons were missing.  Julie
explained, "Dad took them to get repaired."

Dave nodded then went back into the trailer and had a shower. 
After the shower he ate breakfast then went to the golf course to
practice.  After hitting balls for four hours he returned home
for a late dinner.  Beth was gone but Julie was waiting for him.
They ate together.  Julie asked Dave to go to the beach with her,
so they spent the afternoon lying in the sun and swimming.

When they arrived home, Roger and Carol had already made supper
so they ate a quiet meal.  Roger told Dave the clubs would be
ready tomorrow.  Dave thanked him then asked his Mom, "You didn't
talk to Heather, did you?"

Carol replied, "No, but I will call her after supper."

After supper Dave waited anxiously as Carol spoke to Heather on
her cell phone.  After a long conversation, Carol finally walked
out of her bedroom and explained to Dave, "Heather was shocked by
what happened.  She didn't know why Jennifer was so upset but
Jennifer insisted they go home immediately.  Heather said she
would talk to Jennifer but asked you to give them a few days."

Dave nodded understandingly.

The next two days were filled with practice and more practice. 
Dave was leaving for BC on Monday and, while he was upset over
Jennifer and Ann, he knew he needed to get reacquainted with his
putter and three formerly broken irons.

Dave had had several conversations with Julie who advised him to
be patient but Dave's patience was quickly fading.  By Friday
night Dave had finally had enough.  He called Jennifer.  Heather
answered the phone and, after some coaxing, she put Jennifer on
the line.

Jennifer started by saying, "Dave, I'm not ready to talk yet."

Dave had worked himself into such a lather that he was going to
say his piece once and for all, no matter what.  He started,
"Jennifer, I love you.  I have to explain this to you.  If you
don't give me a chance to explain what happened in my own words
then I guess we're through.  I can't take not knowing what's
going on with you any longer."

Jennifer didn't seem to like the ultimatum but she replied, "We
may be through anyway but go ahead and speak your mind."

Dave spoke softly, "Jennifer, I love you.  Ann and I had spent a
nice long day together and I was sound asleep in bed when I felt
someone giving me a blowjob.  I was sure it was Ann because she
had already surprised me earlier that day by making love to me in
her bedroom with her mother downstairs.  When I finally realized
it was Cindy I was shocked.  I didn't know what to do.  I was
about to push her away when she pushed me inside her and my whole
mind went crazy with desire.

"I lost my head and stopped thinking.  I should have pushed her
away but I didn't.  For that I am truly sorry.  I would never
have kept this from you.  I was going to tell you as soon as we
were alone together.  I am truly sorry.  I love you and I don't
want to lose you."

Jennifer had listened quietly; but when Dave was finished, her
voice turned very cold, "You've had your say now -- so leave me
alone.  Just leave me alone."

Dave heard a click and then the buzzing of the dead line.  He
couldn't believe Jennifer could be so cold.  He now knew he had
lost both his girlfriends, and one his best friend, in one night.
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