Eight

We were sipping our third ten dollar lemonades in the clubhouse when Mike and Lisa finally ambled in. Mike stared at his feet a fair bit between his bafoon grins and I returned my iced stare. All attempts at polite conversation between Nina and I had died long ago. I had finished fantasizing about the amazingly witty blog fodder I had amassed during the afternoon and I couldn't wait to unleash it.

Lisa pulled an errant leaf out of her bra and dropped it on the carpet while keeping her fake-tinted eyelash bordered eyes stuck on me. She should have known better.

'Saving the trunks for later?'

Her mouth flapped but I grabbed my cap and stalked to the car. After I went back to the clubhouse to get my clubs Mike dropped me home. I sat in front of my computer screen, fingers poised on the keyboard. After ten minutes of nothing I typed "God golf sucks", published, then sought consolement in the refrigerator.

What the hell was Mike thinking? I'm as up for a rumble in the bushes as the next guy, but there's etiquette to be followed when a mate's isn't likely to score too.

Chapter Nine

Seven

'Do you blog?' I asked.
Nina looked away at the passing trees. 'No.'

So much for that one.

I pulled up at the edge of the fairway and pulled a five iron out of Nina's hire bag. I rested the head on the ground and let the handle angle into my thigh and demonstrated the two handed grip. Nina got it fairly quickly and we moved onto the swing. After sixteen air swings she clubbed the ball somewhere nearer the flag and we eventually hacked our way to the green.

Mike's cart was parked behind the manicured oval of grass but there was no sign of Mike or Lisa. I signalled for the group waiting to tee off to play through and we went in search of our friends.

'Mike! You lost your ball again?'
We heard a giggle coming from the long grass behind a cluster of hedges.
'Not yet,' said Mike. More giggles.

I shook my head. Please don't say it.
'I'm going for a hole in one.'
He said it.
'Mike!' whinged Lisa in mock shock.

'Shall we come over there and watch now or catch it later on the net?' I asked. Nina and I slowly walked away. 'Okkaaaaaaaaaaay, this isn't awkward at all.'

Chapter Eight