Pongo
Medal Winner
Whilst waiting at the first tee last sunday morning my friend and I were approached by a pair of "lady" golfers who asked if we'd like to hook up with them for a round and mark their cards for handicap purposes as they were new members. We did that ball throwing thing to get some teams and I was cocker hoop when I got paired with the nubile blonde whilst my friend was lumbered with her somewhat larger and more cumbersome pal.
After us chaps had driven off it was the turn of the ladies. My sexy one popped a 200 yard drive straight down the middle. Up stepped the biggun, one practice swing and bang!!!!! 300 yards cleared the bunker with a polite draw leaving her a pitching wedge away from the dancefloor. It was an amazing sight, like a cross between Les Dawson in a short pink skirt and an Eastern European hammer thrower.
As the game moved on it became clear that her game was really good for a woman. The power of a Titan and the touch of Nigella Lawson. Still, something seemed a little strange both in her manner and the way she was with the fit one.
Funny thing was that she barely spoke at all, and when she did her voice was rather gruff. I also thought she was a bit touchy feely with the blonde. I'll be the first to admit that I found this annoying because I was going to have a crack at the nubile one towards the end of the round. Trying it on during the front 9 might have left me red faced for the 9 hole return to base. It was as though the large had guessed my plan and made it difficult for me to get a moment alone with you know who.
During a search in the trees for a lost ball my mate thinks he saw the big one take a leak standing up. He may be winding me up. I asked the blonde one if she fancied going out for a few drinks and a curry and she declined instantly. I think it is possible they were a gay couple which is cool, I'd give it a go myself if I was a girl, but what's worrying me is that the big one was called Alex.
The question is whether I report Alex as a man in drag trying to infiltrate the Ladies competitions. Advice please.
After us chaps had driven off it was the turn of the ladies. My sexy one popped a 200 yard drive straight down the middle. Up stepped the biggun, one practice swing and bang!!!!! 300 yards cleared the bunker with a polite draw leaving her a pitching wedge away from the dancefloor. It was an amazing sight, like a cross between Les Dawson in a short pink skirt and an Eastern European hammer thrower.
As the game moved on it became clear that her game was really good for a woman. The power of a Titan and the touch of Nigella Lawson. Still, something seemed a little strange both in her manner and the way she was with the fit one.
Funny thing was that she barely spoke at all, and when she did her voice was rather gruff. I also thought she was a bit touchy feely with the blonde. I'll be the first to admit that I found this annoying because I was going to have a crack at the nubile one towards the end of the round. Trying it on during the front 9 might have left me red faced for the 9 hole return to base. It was as though the large had guessed my plan and made it difficult for me to get a moment alone with you know who.
During a search in the trees for a lost ball my mate thinks he saw the big one take a leak standing up. He may be winding me up. I asked the blonde one if she fancied going out for a few drinks and a curry and she declined instantly. I think it is possible they were a gay couple which is cool, I'd give it a go myself if I was a girl, but what's worrying me is that the big one was called Alex.
The question is whether I report Alex as a man in drag trying to infiltrate the Ladies competitions. Advice please.
