Podcasts about country clubs

In this episode, Hailey travels to the ultimate year-round Northwoods destination–Tomahawk! There are all sorts of outdoor activities on water and land. Tomahawk also creates fantastic foods and specialty meals with some local Northwoods flavor! And it doesn't stop there. There is also an abundance of events happening all year round. Listen on and find all kinds of fun in the gateway to the Northwoods!Read the blog here: https://discoverwisconsin.com/tomahawk-the-gateway-to-the-northwoods/Lake Mohawksin: https://gototomahawk.com/resource/lake-mohawksin/; Otter Lake Recreation Area: https://gototomahawk.com/resource/otter-lake/; Bearskin State Trail: https://gototomahawk.com/resource/bearskin-state-trail/; Bradley Park: https://gototomahawk.com/resource/bradley-park/; Hiawatha Trail: https://gototomahawk.com/resource/hiawatha-trail/; Northwoods Fall Ride: https://northwoodsfallride.com/; Thunder Parade: https://northwoodsfallride.com/thunder-parade; Tomahawk Venison Feed: https://gototomahawk.com/tomahawk-venison-feed/; The Bobber: https://discoverwisconsin.com/blog/The Cabin Podcast: https://the-cabin.simplecast.com. Follow on social @thecabinpodShop Discover Wisconsin: shop.discoverwisconsin.com. Follow on social @shopdiscoverwisconsinDiscover Wisconsin: https://discoverwisconsin.com/. Follow on social @discoverwisconsinDiscover Mediaworks: https://discovermediaworks.com/. Follow on social @discovermediaworksTomahawk: https://gototomahawk.com/. Follow on social @gototomahawk

Beach Episodes, and Paul and Rose make it officialby senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.Now on the beach Rose and I kissed and kissed. She looked over to see Mary and Eric embarrassed. I gave her a quick peck and turned my head. “We're planning on making out for a while. Feel free to kiss each other as much as you want. You already know that we're not telling our parents. However, if you want to do more I think you should go down the beach a ways where you can have some privacy.” I had just finished when Mary jumped onto Eric, enfolded him in her arms, and kissed him passionately.Rose and I had spoken with them several times about their relationship. “We think you're too young to have sex now, but there are still many ways you can show each other how you feel. Keep in mind that you're going to be related soon so you'll see each other at family functions. If you decide to break up with each other, do it the right way. Take the time to explain your feelings and part on good terms. That's the only advice we can give you.” They nodded and hugged us. Only time would tell what would happen with them.We went again on Thursday, taking our fishing rods with us. We fished for a while, but caught nothing. This time we were all alone on the beach. Rose was unusually quiet. “Nervous,” I asked.“No, of course not. You know how much I love you. I was just thinking about my new school.” Rose and I had spent almost our entire Easter break in Ithaca looking for an apartment and checking out the schools. Initially, the principal was reluctant to even accept Rose, thinking that someone her age must be a big problem, however, a phone call to Mr. Cosgrove resolved that problem is a second. Two members of the Country Club board were attorneys. He had promised their assistance. We learned that a student has a legal right to an education until the end of the school year in which the student turns twenty-one. Rose was nineteen, just like me. We also showed Rose's outstanding report cards. Finally, a phone call to Mr. V confirmed everything we were trying to tell them. Bottom line; it was a lot of work, but Rose would be enrolled once we moved to Ithaca where I'd been accepted to Cornell.I put my arm around Rose and held her close. “We'll be together; that's all that matters.” Rose looked up at me, smiled, and placed her head against my shoulder. A minute later she pushed me onto my back and wrestled me to the ground. She laughed as she kissed me. I couldn't believe when she reached down to open my shorts and pull my hard cock from my briefs. Her shorts fell to the sand as she straddled my hips and sunk down on my hard tool.Rose began to rock; very very slowly, as though our joining was to last all afternoon. We both knew that would never happen. Rose's lust for me was even greater than mine for her. “It's our last day together until we're married. I have something special to give you then. Don't ask me about it because I won't tell you. You'll have to wait, but I promise it will be worth waiting for.” She leaned down to kiss me; then she went wild on my cock, flexing it back and forth and sideways into directions that reminded me of my leg back in the fall when my knee had been broken. This felt a hell of a lot better; fantastic, even; and it got better when Rose started to shake. Her scream triggered my eruption. I blew into her cunt over and over as I pulled her back down for a long tender kiss.We had rested for several minutes when we noticed a car pulling into the parking lot. Rose scrambled up to dress. I pulled my briefs up and zipped my shorts, then I pulled Rose back to me. “You're incredible, you know that?”“Of course, how else could I snag a hunk like you?”“Simple; one look at that body of yours and another at your face and, even more importantly, getting to know the real you would have caught me three different ways; I love you, Rose and I always will. You're the best thing; ever.” Rose snuggled into me, laying her head on my shoulder. We rested there for the remainder of the afternoon.Friday was a hectic day for me. Graduation practice began at 8:30. Rose and I drove together even though that meant I had to go early. She had to attend class for some idiotic reason while I sat out on the steps chatting with my friends about the wedding and reception tomorrow. The wedding meant that I and all my friends would be retiring early; no wild party for us tonight. It was a small sacrifice to have Rose for the rest of my life. Once rehearsal was over I picked up Rose; she was cutting her first and only class; to go home. We had another rehearsal at five at the church, a rehearsal dinner in Port Jefferson at six and graduation at eight. It was going to be close for the seniors; my buddies and I had to be there at seven to dress and get in line for the processional.I'd be up front because my GPA put me third in a class of 126. It was important only until I started in college; then it would be a meaningless statistic. We walked in time to Elgar's “Pomp and Circumstance; I limped, as usual; into the auditorium, down the center aisle and around the orchestra to the stairs at the corner of the stage. I was worried how I would get up them without messing up the processional until I saw Rose waiting there to help me. She slipped behind the stage curtain and back down the stairs once the last graduate was seated. The rest was a blur until it was over, although I did recall receiving my diploma to wild applause, most of it from Rose. I found Rose and our parents. I hugged my parents and hers first because I knew that our kiss would be a long one. Five minutes later we were out the door and on our way home. Tonight would be the first night in months that I would sleep alone. Rose had an early hair and nail appointment and I had to gather the ushers together and get us to the church.I never thought it would all get done in time, but somehow it did. All my concerns vanished when I got my first look at my bride. Even Brian whispered, “Oh my God!” Her gown was strapless and form-fitting with a long train. There was a long slit almost to her hip in the right side so she could walk. Her breasts normally firm and round, were pushed up, maximizing her already ample cleavage. Her short black hair was perfectly coiffed and I could see she was wearing her mother's diamond earrings and necklace. I waited until she kissed her father and extended my hand. “God, you're gorgeous. You look beautiful.”“Don't act so surprised,” she giggled back as we turned to face the priest. The Mass was as much a blur as last night's graduation, but somewhere in the middle I did recall saying ‘I do' and placing the ring on Rose's slender finger. She did the same and we were officially man and wife. An hour later we were in the Country Club enjoying our cocktail hour with tons of great hors d'oeuvres and premium liquors.Rather than having a long dais with the bridal party we chose to have individual tables so our ushers could sit with their girlfriends and the bridesmaids with their boyfriends. We sat at a table for ten with Brian and Liz, Heather and Ben, Mary and Eric, and Antonia and her boyfriend; he attended Seton Hall, a Catholic high school in nearby Patchogue. We had a good reason for doing things like this. Having two Negro ushers would mean their sitting with white girls. That was fine with all of us, but we were sure some of the guests were as bigoted as Ryan and we didn't want a problem that would embarrass them as well as us.We had a wonderful time and I was pleased that there were no complaints when Elmer and Eli asked Rose to dance. We were all great friends and I'd miss them something terrible. Both were headed to Big Ten universities on full athletic scholarships. Brian was going to Stony Brook, the local state university. Rose would attend there, too. Our plan was for her to attend either Ithaca or Cornell, or even one of the community colleges while I finished my final two years at Cornell then we'd return here for my work and she could finish at Stony Brook. It was a plan, but who knew what the future would bring?We returned home five hours later to find that Brian's parents had hooked up their trailer to my truck as promised. We drove all the way to Wildwood State Park; a distance of less than fifteen miles; for our brief honeymoon. They had a camping area there with the most primitive conditions; a large “roundhouse” with men's and women's facilities, but with only cold water. Rose had laughed when she thought of the impact the shower would have on my cock. “Don't worry, I'm sure you'll warm it up again really fast.”“Oh, I'm sure I will; over and over.” We had just three days for an abbreviated honeymoon and then it was off to work for me. Rose and I had decided to stay in the Country Club cabin. It was between the sixth and seventh holes with the rear facing the sixth green. The cabin was tiny, just two rooms and a bathroom. The main room was a combo living, dining, and kitchen. It ran fifteen by eight with the bedroom behind on one side and the small bathroom opposite. There was furniture and even linens, but no laundry. It would be the Laundromat once a week for us. Even though it was tiny it was clean and handy. I could go home for lunch every day and even walk to work so Rose could have use of the truck. We liked it a lot.CHAPTER 8I had just pulled into the campsite and removed the trailer from the hitch when Rose asked me, “Ready for your surprise?”“Sure, what is it?”“I'm not telling yet, but you'll need this olive oil.” I still didn't get it. “You know that I was really friendly with Miss Sorenson, don't you?” I did. She taught Health and Physical Education and she was every male student's wet dream; tall, slender, big tits, and a shapely ass. She was the only woman I knew who could compete with Rose. “Well, I was speaking with her during the Sex Ed part of Health and I asked her if she had ever heard of anal sex.” I gulped at the thought of that conversation. “She laughed and asked me to see her during her free period; that was my study hall period. I spent more than a week talking with her. After swearing me to secrecy she told me that she had done it many times with her college boyfriend; and she told me it can be great. She gave me a book on ‘Aberrant Sexual Practices.' It was old, but pretty accurate. I learned a lot from it even though some of the things they thought of as ‘aberrant' are considered pretty normal now, like oral sex and even me on top of you or ‘doggie.'“Anyway; Miss Sorenson said the orgasms from anal can be pretty intense.”I couldn't resist a laugh. “Intense? You've got to be kidding. How could they be any more intense than what you've been having? This I've got to see. I hope you brought your towel because if you didn't they're going to kick us out of here before the night is over.” I laughed again as Rose held up her towel, already rolled into a thick cylinder.Hand in hand we walked up to the roundhouse. “I just realized something. This will be my first shower without you since November. I'm almost glad we're only going to be here for three days.” Rose kissed me and entered the women's section. I walked around the building into the men's. The shower was cool, but not intolerable, and not as cold as the Sound had been when Rose had pushed me in back in the early spring more than a year ago. I dried myself and met Rose who was waiting for me on the path. We walked back as Rose explained what I would have to do.I normally led when it came to sex. I was more experienced and Rose was willing to follow my lead. Now, however, I had absolutely no experience so I deferred to Rose who explained everything patiently. I placed a pillow onto the center of the bed, covering it with one of our beach towels that I had folded over several times. Rose lay on top, her butt resting high on the pillow. “Rose, I know you want to do this and I do too, but I don't want to hurt you. I'm stopping at the first sign of any pain; agreed?” She nodded with a big grin so I continued to prepare her. According to Rose that was the secret. Her legs on my shoulders I dribbled some olive oil onto my fingers and rubbed in into Rose's anus. Her moaning told me to continue. A minute later I pressed my first finger home.I had rubbed her for almost five minutes when I poured some more oil into her and added another finger. So far so good; Rose hadn't shown any signs of discomfort. If anything, her stroking of my cock told me she was becoming extremely excited. I thought that a third finger would just about do it. I added even more oil as my third finger explored her.I had just oiled my cock when I pulled my fingers out and replaced them with it. It slid in easily in spite of its girth. I pushed in slowly as Rose groaned in ecstasy. A minute later I pumped into her until I could go no further. “You okay, Rose,” I asked.“Good; better than good; I feel kind of full, but my asshole is just tingling like crazy. It's spreading through my whole body. How about you?”“I can't believe how tight it feels, like my cock is in a vise. I'm not going to last very long.” I leaned down to kiss my wife; oh God, Rose was actually my wife; as I continued to fuck her sweet ass. My oily fingers found her breast; my other found her clit. A mere touch with my fingernail threw her over the top. I could see her biting through the towel as her orgasm went on and on and on. Her back arched and she thrashed up and down the bed. I completely lost it; my cock felt like it had exploded; cum poured into her bowel. Finally, we came to rest. Even then I could feel tiny tremors running through her inert body.My wilting cock slipped from her ass as I slid off her body to lie next to her. She was still biting the towel fiercely when I caressed her head and kissed her cheek repeatedly. Rose may have been conscious, but she was completely out of it. Mentally she was somewhere else; lost in the rapture of her incredible orgasm. I let her recuperate for almost a half hour until she looked up at me. “Where am I, Paul?”“We're at Wildwood in Brian's trailer; remember? We're on our honeymoon. I just finished fucking your gorgeous ass. It was great for me, but it looks like it was even better for you.”“Now I remember; I was having an orgasm and it became so intense that I lost track of; of everything. I got lost. I'm glad I'm back. I'm glad I'm with you.” She rolled onto her side and hugged me close to her body.We held each other until I whispered, “I hate to say this, but I think we need another of those showers. We're both covered in olive oil. C'mon, I think we can use our robes and sandals.” I pulled Rose from the bed, threw the dirty towel into our laundry bag, and dressed her in her robe. We walked back in the dark for another shower. We fell immediately asleep once we had returned.We were up early the following morning. We had no food so we drove to a deli we had passed last night for fried egg and bacon sandwiches and orange juice. Neither of us drank coffee. Personally, I loved the smell, but hated the taste. Once we had finished our breakfast Rose and I bought some hero rolls, some Virginia Ham, butter and mustard along with a twelve-pack of soda for our lunch. All that went into our cooler with a big block of ice. We spent the day at the beach; what a surprise!Wildwood was a big park, but most of it was totally undeveloped. We sat on the deserted beach for several hours until lunch then we took a walk. We were two miles down toward the east when we saw the park boundary. It was in an area where there were plenty of big rocks strewn along the beach. I had an idea when I saw one. “C'mon over here, Rose. Seeing this rock gives me an idea.” I could tell as soon as she saw it that she had the same thought.“If we take off all our clothes I could use them as a cushion. I love your ideas, Paul.” She kissed me as we shucked off our clothes. The rock rose straight up about two and a half feet before slanting another four feet on an angle of about thirty degrees. It was perfect. Rose leaned back and placed her ankles on my shoulders. Her sweet cunt was exactly where we both wanted it. I was just about to consummate her when she issued her first wifely command, “Fuck me, husband.” We looked at each other and laughed as I slid into her tight vault. I leaned forward, bending her in two as I cradled her head in my hands and we kissed. It was as sweet as everything else about Rose. I thought she was the perfect woman and for me she was.I had stroked her for almost five minutes and I could tell from her breathing and the tiny vibrations in her body that she was really close. I sometimes had trouble believing that Rose could be so orgasmic. I had never dreamed that sweet naïve Rose would love sex so much, that she would react the way she did as often and as strongly as she did. I had asked her about it once. I wasn't at all surprised when she said it was me; that I was responsible for her reactions. It was just like Rose and it was only part of the reason why I loved her so much.Rose's scream echoed off the bluffs, probably for miles, but there was no one to hear; no one but us and we'd heard it dozens of times before and, hopefully, thousands of times in the future. It had just ended when I injected rope after rope into her. It was leaking out of her muff and running down her leg by the time she was able to rise and dress. She staggered with my help to the water's edge where we washed in the shallow water and I dried her with my shirt as we began the long walk back.We showered and went out to eat at the Two by Four, a restaurant that had been just down the road in nearby Wading River for years. The food was, in my opinion, just okay, but it was the only restaurant in town so it was crowded even though the summer season had just begun. We waited and ate late before returning to the trailer.We left the following morning, dropping off the trailer with thanks before driving to the Country Club and our new home. We'd taken almost all of our summer clothes the prior weekend when we picked up the keys from Mr. Cosgrove. I had insisted that we pay for the water and electricity even though there were no separate meters. After several minutes of discussion he agreed to take $50 a month from us, but we learned he also had something else in mind.I had reported to work the following morning while Rose was still asleep. She was up and doing some minor cleaning when he knocked on the door. “Oh, hi Mr. Cosgrove, Paul's not here.”“Actually, Rose I was hoping to speak with you. How'd you like a job?”“Me? I don't know what I could do.”“Think you could drive a golf cart?”“Sure.”“How'd you like to drive our beverage cart? I think you'd be a natural. Paul told me you were a whiz at math so adding up orders should be simple. I'd pay you $2.50 an hour plus tips. An attractive woman like you should really clean up.”“Uh; would any of the men; ?”“They'd better not. I'll make it very clear that you're married, and to Paul. All of us who know him have a lot of respect for him. Why not discuss it with him when he comes home for lunch? I think you could make between fifty and a hundred a day, and that's only the tips.” He left, leaving Rose to think until I returned at 11:30 for lunch.My sandwich and soda were waiting when I walked in at 11:32. I kissed Rose and washed my hands before sitting at the old-fashioned enameled steel table. “Paul; Mr. Cosgrove offered me a job.”“He did? Doing what? I don't want you being a waitress. I've seen how some of the members treat those poor girls.”“No, not a waitress; he asked me about driving the beverage cart. He'll pay me $2.50 plus tips. He thought I'd be perfect.”I had to laugh. “I agree. You would be perfect. If you wear that tight pink top with those short black shorts I'll be able to retire while you support me.” I pulled Rose to me, smearing dirt from my shirt all over her blouse.“So, what do you think? Should I do it?”“Most of the members are real gentlemen and ladies, but there are a few jerks just like anywhere else. Don't allow anyone to touch you. I'll get the word out that you're my wife. I had to break up an argument between two workers today and I knocked both of them out cold when they turned on and attacked me. Did you hear the sirens earlier? That was Mr. Gentile who called the cops to have them arrested. Everyone in the club knows now not to mess with me so they'll also know not to mess with you.“I will tell you this; the girl who worked here last year took home over a hundred dollars in tips almost every Friday and Saturday. I think it could be good for you. You'll probably go stir crazy sitting here all summer. I think the girl worked from ten to about three or four; five or six hours a day. It will also be good for you in other ways; it will help with your shyness, especially around men.”“So?”“Go for it, just as long as we have the same days off.” I pulled her to me again for a long kiss.“Paul, you made me dirty,” she pouted.“Just wait until I get home. Then you'll see dirty,” I laughed. “Mr. Gentile has me running some projects for him. It's quite a compliment considering I'm just a part-timer, plus everyone knows he's training me to be his replacement. I think I'm going to have a great summer, although the last time I thought that I wound up breaking my knee.” Rose and I chatted while I ate and before I left she asked me to make her dirty again. I hugged her as tightly as I could, rubbing my chest into her incredible breasts, then I went back to work. Rose went to find Mr. Cosgrove. She'd have her first training day tomorrow.Doggone if she didn't wear that tight pink top and those black short shorts her first day and doggone if she didn't make $80 in tips; on a Thursday, one of the slowest days of the week. Rose told me that she had told everyone that she was my wife and that we were honeymooners. She even put one of my school photos on the cart. “That way I can look at you all day.” I smiled as I took her hand and led her into the bedroom. The dinner dishes could wait.As I had predicted, we had a fantastic summer with Rose out-earning me by more than two to one. I typically worked nine to ten hours a day; $45 to $50. Rose made that much in tips on a bad day, but then I didn't have the body she had. Only once did she have a problem when a drunken guest became aggressive. Luckily, he was seen by one of my coworkers. He called me by radio and I was there in less than a minute. He wasn't too pleased when I stepped between him and Rose and he was less pleased when I steered him back to his cart and sent him on his way. He swore he'd have my job, but when he returned to the clubhouse he was instructed to leave the grounds and not to return.Rose and I loved living in the little cabin. It was so small that it took us almost no time to clean and we had all the privacy we could want which was good; Rose screamed virtually every night. For some reason it was even louder when she had her period. We repeated our anal adventures roughly one every two weeks. Rose wanted it more frequently, but I was concerned for her well-being. She was such a wreck when we were done; she usually needed hours to recover.We spent every Sunday with our families, joining them after Mass. On the positive side we no longer had to confess having sex with each other. Practicing birth control was something else. We'd been required to attend Pre-Cana Conferences before we could marry in the Catholic Church. Essentially, these were Church propaganda sessions aimed at innocent young people. Listening to the joys of having a multitude of kids even if you couldn't afford to feed them was just ridiculous. We went, but we ignored almost everything. Neither of us considered birth control to be a sin, so as far as we were concerned it wasn't. We enjoyed seeing our families, especially Mary and Eric who, working together, had taken over my lawn mowing business. From what I could see they were working together in other ways, too. I could see their love for each other and I was pretty sure they were having sex, too. I just prayed they had listened to what Rose and I had told them.EpilogueRose and I drove north to Ithaca on Sunday of Labor Day weekend. Leaving early, we took the ferry from Port Jefferson to Bridgeport, Connecticut and from there to Ithaca in upstate New York. It was a bit longer, but we were able to avoid New York City where an accident could tie us up for hours and I wouldn't have to drive the entire way. We changed our licenses and the truck's registration at the DMV early Tuesday morning before registering Rose for school. We were pleased to learn that she could graduate in a single year by doubling up on English courses.The school authorities had done everything they could think of to keep her out of their high school until threatened by one of St. George's board members; an attorney. We received some unanticipated help from him while we were in the guidance office. I hadn't realized that he was a state senator and Chair of the Education Committee. He was in the principal's office with the district superintendent and he was very clear. The administration had no choice but to welcome Rose as a student. Senator Weber told them he would abide no prejudice against Rose.Rose began school the following day. I wasn't at all surprised that she walked out with several other girls. I was waiting for her as I would most afternoons to take her back to our apartment where we'd do our homework most days and make love on the others. Many of the residents of our apartment building were college students so I wasn't surprised to be called to a tenants meeting that evening when most of us had just moved in. Rather than the building owner or manager, the meeting was conducted by someone not much older than I was.He red a long list of rules, most of which were either absurd or impossible to enforce, things like no sex in the apartments, no noise after ten, no overnight visits by members of the opposite sex, no drinking which was funny since most of us could do so legally. In the end I questioned his authority as a member of the dorm council to regulate facilities not on campus. We ignored all of his idiotic rules the entire time we lived there. Rose and I violated several rules almost every night as we showed our love for each other the very best way we knew how.Registration for my classes proved almost funny. I was assigned to Physical Fitness which involved numerous running activities in order to pass. I told the department representatives to just give me an “F.” I showed my knee and was reassigned to Swimming, something I was able to handle easily.We were both very busy so the semester went quickly and before we knew it we were going home for the Christmas break, this time in a new; okay, it was new for us; truck. My 1952-53 had finally died after more than 250,000 miles.Rose and I stayed in the cabin as we did during Spring Break and the following summers. Rose graduated near the top of her class and was also accepted to Cornell. Her parents graciously agreed to pay her tuition. We were able to handle her other expenses. Rose made even more money the following summer on the beverage cart.I graduated Cornell near the top of my class and Rose transferred to the State University at Stony Brook very close to where we lived. She graduated with a degree in Physics, becoming a successful teacher until our first child.It was maybe two months after graduation that the letter came. I had to appear at the draft board for a pre-induction physical. Rose was beside herself with worry; the Viet Nam War was really beginning to escalate and she was worried that I'd have to serve. I appeared as per the notice, but when the doctor saw my knee and my severely limited range of motion he sent me to see an orthopedic specialist. I couldn't run or even jog. I couldn't even bend my knee ninety degrees. He declared me 4-F. Rose was thrilled.As promised I did take over for Mr. Gentile my second full-time year at St. George's. By 1970 I was earning almost $50,000 a year, enabling us to buy our first house nearby; a three bedroom ranch with a full basement on a half-acre lot. Two years later we thrilled our parents when Rose gave birth to our  first daughter, Jennifer. Fortunately, I thought, she took after her mother. Three years later we had another daughter and two years later a son.I had been required by my contract to work at St. George's for five years. I stayed there ten years. It was the very least I could do for everything they had done for me; and for Rose. Then I was recruited heavily by the famous Pinehurst courses in western North Carolina. I would supervise eight course superintendents. I received an incredible increase in salary and benefits. It was too good an opportunity to pass up.Mary and Eric followed a rocky path. Unfortunately, it was due to much of their own doing. They dated all through high school, but broke up three different times. Twice it was Eric who needed space to find himself and the final time it was Mary who I thought was just scared. We held a party for Jennifer's first birthday; Rose and I could see that they were both miserable. They would look at each other longingly, but seemed afraid to speak. Finally, Rose spoke to Mary in the back yard while I took Eric to the front. We spoke for almost a half hour. We learned that Eric wanted Mary and Mary wanted Eric, but neither knew how to approach the other after all the separations. We invited them to visit us independently the following afternoon. Mary arrived first, followed by Eric a few minutes later. Both seemed shocked to see the other. I grabbed the two of them by the arm and walked them into our bedroom and closed the door. “Listen, the two of you; listen carefully. Over the last day we've learned that you, Eric, want Mary; ‘terribly' as I recall; and that you, Mary, want Eric; ‘more than anything' if Rose is to be believed. The problem seems to be that you don't know how to tell each other. Okay, I've told both of you, so what are you going to do?” I tossed a pack of condoms onto the bed. “Rose and I only suggest you turn on the TV and lock the door before you show each other how much you really love each other.” I turned away and closed the door. We next saw them an hour later. Their faces were flushed, they were smiling, and holding hands. They never broke up again.Eric and Mary married once Mary had graduated from college the following year. Eric was a civil engineer and Mary, like her sister-in-law, was a teacher. They had three children and a long successful relationship.Rose and I now live in coastal North Carolina with our four children. I'm an incredibly successful consultant. I've worked at golf courses, baseball, football, and soccer stadiums, as well as hotels and resorts all over the world. I'm considered a turf guru. Who ever knew that growing grass could be so profitable? I've been very lucky, but my luckiest day was the one when Rose first learned that she wasn't my cousin.By senor longo for Sex Stories.

This episode of Out on the Paddock is a must listen. Rodney "Rocket" Ford is one of the most influential and celebrated players in WA Country Cricket of the past 20 years. Rocket's performances and statistics are almost unsurpassed and he is currently the most capped player for WA Country in it's history to date. But what makes Rocket so loved and respected is that his commitment and desire to play Cricket in the farming locality and for his local Upper Great Southern Cricket Club, Williams where he grew up, is absolutely outstanding and shines through in this episode. Rod reveals what it took for him to go from Country Club player to playing at multiple Australian Country Cricket Championships, whilst still running a large farm and remaining committed to his family. It is a wonderful story, with so many examples of what it takes to be a Country Cricketer. You will love this episode, of this we are certain. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Strategic Club Solutions is a consulting firm that specializes in providing tailored solutions for private clubs and organizations in the hospitality industry. Their services focus on addressing challenges related to strategic planning, governance, operations, membership growth, marketing, and more. On this episode of The Wednesday Match Play Podcast powered by Epic Golf Club, Ryan provides an insightful overview of Strategic Club Solutions, sharing his experiences as a problem solver with ClubCorp and explains why their approach is never a 'one-size-fits-all.' He also delves into the wide range of services SCS offers to their clients, reflects on his time working at Disney, introduces their Executive Membership Program and gives an overview of ClubU2. This was a fantastic conversation and an honor to have Ryan on the show. Let's tee off.

Paul and Rose commit themselves to each otherby senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.CHAPTER 5We had a wonderful time at the cookout. Rose and I rocked slowly in the hammock for more than an hour until it was time for lunch. After that I decided it was time to play ball with Eric. I pulled my glove from the truck and threw with him until he tired. Rose and I teamed up for horseshoes, beating our parents three times before throwing a game to Eric and Mary. Eric, at thirteen, was a year older than Mary. They liked each other, but I doubted that they'd ever love each other the way Rose and I did. I helped to cook the steaks for dinner then Rose and I were dismissed. We were free to go for our date.Rose opted for miniature golf so we brought Eric and Mary with us. It was a tight squeeze in the truck, but we made it work. I paid for ice cream sundaes after, then we took them home; Rose and I headed for the beach. We found several others around a bonfire. They were all kids like us who we knew either from school or the neighborhood. We said our “hello's” then walked down the beach for some privacy, although I still had no idea what to do about Rose's screaming.We stripped each other, then lay down to hold and touch each other. We were there more than a half hour when Rose shifted position, moving down to take my cock into her mouth. “Oh no; only if I get to take care of you, too.” I pulled her around until we were in the classic “69” position. My tongue found her wet and hot. Juice gushed from within her fountain. Rose's tongue and lips found my organ hard and oozing pre-cum at a fantastic rate. Seconds later we were into each other as never before; as starving people at a grand feast. I licked Rose's silky thighs, marveling that anything could be so soft and smooth. When I reached her labia I combined licking with sucking and nibbling. I could feel her react on my cock. My hands found her firm breasts and her hard wrinkled nipples as my tongue entered her. Her body thrashed on mine. Only a hand, quickly moved to one of her ass cheeks, held her in place.Rose had begun at my tip slowly and carefully licking the oozing pre-cum from my urethra. She then licked around the head several times before engulfing my organ with her mouth and sucking for all she was worth. Her mouth fucked me just as my tongue fucked her. We kept it up for more than ten minutes until I sucked her clit into my mouth. I could feel the spasm running through her body. It went on and on for almost a minute. I could only assume she was experiencing one orgasm after another. Her scream began just as I came, flooding her mouth with semen. It was the only thing we'd done so far that had silenced her. Finally, it abated and we lay still. I pulled her up to hold and caress her face. “I love you so much, Rose; more than I could ever tell you.” I looked into her face to see that she was out cold. I shook her gently until she stirred. We kissed and dressed then walked back to the fire. We sat and chatted with our friends; half an hour later we went home. I took Rose to my house where we cleaned up and watched some TV before I took her home. Both families were still there so I grabbed a beer and we joined them in the back yard. The party ended around one.School was hectic once Memorial Day passed. Rose and I were both enrolled in college-prep level courses which meant we would take special exams developed by the New York State Board of Regents, more commonly known as “Regents Exams.” There was tight security on the exams and everyone in the state had to take them at the same time. As a junior I'd have a heavy load; English, Spanish 3, American History, Chemistry, and Advanced Algebra. As a Freshman Rose would only have to deal with Elementary Algebra and Biology; she was in an advanced level program in science.We were both excellent students, near the top of our classes. Her dad was a PhD physicist; mine was a PhD biologist. They had extremely high expectations for us. We studied like crazy, but still found time for each other. We were always careful to use a condom. Neither of us wanted to create a problem and our religious beliefs meant that an abortion was out of the question. Also, I loved Rose so much that I'd never want her to be hurt or embarrassed. We finished the year strongly. I had an average of 94.3; Rose earned a 94.7. I started work at the golf course the following day.I was really busy between the golf course and my lawn mowing business. Mr. Gentile taught me how to use the tractor mowers, how to mow the greens, and to use insecticides. In fact, I'd take the state applicators license test and pass it by mid-summer. It was a breeze after taking a full year of chemistry. As time passed my work hours were increased so I passed half of my customers off to Brian. I kept those in my immediate neighborhood and, because Brian used my mower, gas, and tools, he paid me a dollar per lawn. I also took any complaints because they were my customers and I was responsible. Fortunately, Brian was also responsible so complaints were few.Mr. Gentile had given me Sunday and Monday as days off. I spent most of Sunday with Rose, first at church and later most days at the beach. We made love almost every night. I went through condoms by the dozen. Then, one night in early August, I got a surprise. We were on the beach and I reached for one. “No, Paul; you won't need one, not any more. I talked Mom into letting me get the birth control pill. I've been on it for a month. Now we can really feel each other. Isn't that great?”“Yeah, but it also means that your mom and dad know what we're doing so my parents know, too. I think I'm about to be killed.”“No you won't, Paul; both our moms have known for more than two months. Mine guessed after that first night you came in with me back in May. Remember how glassy-eyed I was when I went into the bathroom? We had a long chat once school was out. She had already made the appointment for my gynecologist. She swore me to secrecy until tonight so it would be a real surprise. Of course, your mom knows, but I know my dad doesn't. Mom said he wouldn't understand. He still thinks of me as a little girl. Isn't that funny; someone who wears a 34-C bra a little girl? I can barely wear a C-cup any more. I think Mom will buy me some D's once school starts again. Oh, Paul I'm so sorry. All I'm doing is talking when both of us want to do something else. I guess I'm just nervous.”I silenced her with a quick kiss and whispered, “I'm sure I'm just as nervous as you are besides I love to listen to your voice; even when you aren't making any sense.” Rose waited a second before she began to giggle. It wasn't long before I joined her and the two of us were laughing like crazy. Somehow we managed to undress each other while we laughed.“Paul, can we do it some different way?”“What would you like to do?”“How do animals do it?”I'm pretty sure that's called ‘doggie' for obvious reasons. You need to be on hands and knees facing away from me. I'm sure this would be a lot better on a bed, but that's out of the question for now. Tell me if the rocks hurt your knees, okay?”“I promise, but I just remembered something else my mom told me. She's a screamer like me, but she doesn't have orgasm after orgasm like I do. She told me I was really lucky, but I already knew that. I'm lucky to have you, especially after thinking you were my cousin all those years.”“I don't want to start an argument, especially as we're about to make love, but I think I'm incredibly lucky. Not only are you gorgeous and brilliant, but you're sexy as hell and your body; . Well, just let me tell you how many guys at school would have tried to maul your breasts if I hadn't threatened to beat the living hell out of them.”Rose turned to face me. “Did you really do that, Paul?”“More times than I care to admit, but now everyone knows you're taken. Only a fool would touch you now. Even idiotic Ryan knows better than to even open his big mouth. So, why are we still talking?” I rubbed my naked cock into her slit. It was a new and foreign experience for both of us. I leaned forward to hold Rose, the person I loved most as my rock-hard erection slid into her. It took a bit of effort, but within fifteen seconds my balls swung against her abdomen.“Mind if I try something else new, Rose? I red about this in the Playboy Advisor, too.” I moistened my index finger in her slit and rubbed it into her puckered anus.“Oh, Paul I never thought you'd do anything there.”“If what I red was accurate, you have many more nerve endings there than in your cunt and we both know how you react to that being stimulated. Shall I push my finger in?”“It felt pretty good when you touched it, but I don't think I'm quite ready. Are you angry with me?”I leaned forward to kiss her ear. That always tickled her. “I'm not angry, darling. I never want to do anything you're not comfortable with. Now, shall we see how this works out?” I placed one hand on each breast and thrust into Rose with increasing pace and intensity. My fingers worried her sensitive areolas and her hardened nipples as my cock moved into and out of her. I had to admit; feeling her on my skin was nothing less than fantastic. The heat; the wetness; the grip of her muscles on me were beyond comparison.My abdomen picked up the tiny vibrations of her orgasm through my contact with her butt. The terms “vaginal orgasm” and “multi-orgasmic” were foreign to me, but if there were ever pictures next to them in the dictionary they would be of Rose. She once told me that she had counted twelve separate orgasms during one of our couplings. Another time she described only one that lasted more than ten minutes and increased in intensity, ending only when I had cum.Now I was actually going to cum within her and it was going to be sooner rather than later. I reached for her clit just as I blew my first thick rope of semen into her. “Oh Paul; I can feel it. It's so hot and there's so much of it.” I collapsed onto her back, my arms around her waist holding us closely until I realized something was wrong.“Rose, what happened? Why didn't you scream?”“I did, but this blocked it.” She showed me a small hand towel that had been rolled into a cylinder. “It's a secret my mom showed me. I stuffed it into my mouth just before I felt it.”“I don't know. I kind of liked the scream. I always knew I'd done well by you.”“Paul, darling, you never have to worry about that. I thought I knew what an orgasm was from when I masturbated, but I was wrong. There's nothing like the ones you give me.”I pulled her back to me and we lay on the blanket for more than an hour. Rose had played with my slimy cock the entire time and, naturally, it responded. I had been hard for more than fifteen minutes when Rose decided she needed me again. Up she went to straddle me. Her hand guided me to her. I watched myself disappear into her slender body. Rose carefully placed the towel by my head as she began to rock. I reflected on how far she had come in only five months. She had gone from a demure virgin to a sexual animal who wasn't the least bit hesitant to act on her needs and desires.I moved up for a kiss, grappling her breasts and squeezing them firmly as we moved toward our orgasms. I had been surprised to learn how rough Rose liked her sex. She loved having her nipples grabbed and twisted and even bitten. Along the same vein she loved my teeth on her sensitive clit. Of course, we both knew I'd never hurt her, but a little pain made the whole experience so much more enjoyable and so much more intense for her.Tonight was no exception; I worked her nipples with my fingers until she leaned forward, her intentions perfectly clear; bite me! She came so hard I could actually feel her squirt onto my body. It exploded from her like a fire hose, running off my body onto the blanket. This blanket had been washed more often in the past four months than it had in the past four years. Now it would need to be washed again. Luckily, Mom knew about us and had apparently approved. She never said a word about our relationship and I knew she wouldn't say a word about it now. She would wash the blanket with a smile and place it on my bed so we could use it again tomorrow night.Once Rose had recovered I pulled her up and into the water. Long Island Sound was usually calm and the tide was high tonight. Swimming at low tide in the dark could be dangerous. Not only were there fair sized rocks to trip over, but I'd actually swum into a few in the dark. It was a shocking and dangerous experience, believe me. We waded slowly into the water, our hands swirling through tiny bioluminescent jellyfish-like organisms in the shallow warm water.This wasn't our first time skinny dipping. My mom had teased me mercilessly the first time I had walked in with wet hair and clothes. She knew all too well that my bathing suit was upstairs in my dresser. She also knew that Rose and I were making love almost daily so our nudity with each other was a non-issue. Our only concern was to get Rose home after her father had gone to bed. We held each other in the chest deep water and washed our secretions from our bodies. I knew exactly what Rose was thinking when she rubbed her pubis into my leg. “Not tonight; I doubt I could get it up again no matter what you do.”“Oh; want to bet?”“No! I have to get you home. Remember, I have to be up by 5:00 tomorrow morning so I need to be in bed like a half hour ago.”“Okay, let's go.” She led me out and we dried each other using the other side of the blanket as best we could. We were back in the truck ten minutes later and home ten minutes after that. My mother took one look at me and smiled. She laughed when she saw the blanket under my arm.“Don't worry I'll have it ready for you by tomorrow night.” I waved my thanks en route to the shower and bed.I noticed early on that Mr. Gentile was spending much more time with me than with any of the other employees. Initially, I thought it was due to my inexperience and newness to the situation, but as time passed I thought he must have some other motivation. I never asked; I assumed he'd tell me when he was ready. I only knew that I learned a lot that first summer. It was hard work, but that was okay with me. I enjoyed working outside and I especially enjoyed seeing things grow. All the same I was looking forward to school; my senior year and the football season.Practice began the third week of August from 5:00 to 7:00 five evenings a week. Rose came with me every time even though it meant that I'd have to drive home, eat a quick meal after showering then drive back to Port Jefferson High to dress for practice. We rarely wore pads for these practices. Most of the guys weren't in good enough condition when practice started and the heat could be oppressive, even in the early evening. After practice I'd shower and rush out to be with Rose. Practice went well. As expected I was first string fullback on offense and first string middle linebacker on defense. I was looking forward to having a great year.I learned over Labor Day weekend what Mr. Gentile had in mind. He explained everything to me and asked for my opinion. He asked to speak with my parents when we were done. I made arrangements once I had a long talk with Rose. He came to our house at ten on Labor Day morning. “Mom; Dad, you know Mr. Gentile. He wants to talk to us about my future.”“Okay, Paul, but why is Rose here for this?”“I'll explain that once Mr. Gentile is done, okay?”“I think you know that I'm Superintendent at St. George's Country Club. I'm also 59 years old and I hope to retire in another six years at 65. I asked Paul to work for me this summer because I thought he'd make a good replacement for me.”“We think he should go to college.”“Yes, so do I; would you be surprised to know that I'm a Cornell grad? Cornell is an interesting university. Part of it is public and part private. The public part began as an agricultural school although these days one can study anything he or she wants. I think Paul will tell you that I spent a lot of time with him this summer. I also made sure that the Club Board met and interacted with Paul. They like him as much as I do.“So, here's the deal: the Club will pay all of Paul's expenses at Cornell. They have an excellent program in turf management. Once he graduates he'll work a year as my assistant at $20,000 plus benefits. The following year he'll take over and make $30,000. Over the next two years his salary will increase to $40,000 which is what I'll earn my final year. You seem surprised. There's a lot of responsibility in my job and there's a lot of money at the Club. Of course, all this will be put into a contract to protect Paul's interest. The Club would expect Paul to work there for a minimum of five years.”“How do you know he'll be accepted at Cornell? That's a pretty good school, isn't it?”“Yes, it is, but Paul will have my recommendation as well as that of the entire Board. I should point out that the Club has donated more than $100,000 to the University over the past five years and will donate another $50,000 before Paul graduates. Trust me; he will be accepted.”We talked it out over the next hour and a half. Everyone voiced their opinions except for Rose. Her turn would come later. Ultimately, we agreed. I liked the opportunity. I enjoyed working with my hands and with growing things. I hated the idea of working in a laboratory like my dad did. It didn't hurt that I'd earn much more than the government paid him, too. Mr. Gentile left around 11:30. Now the discussion became serious.“Mom; Dad, I know you're wondering why Rose was here for this. Now you'll know. I asked her to marry me last night. Next June, once I've graduated, Rose and I will marry. She'll come to Ithaca with me. We can't stand the thought of being apart for two days let alone ten months. Back when we began dating I told you, Mom, that I loved Rose and that I was in it for the long haul. Now you know that I'm in and have been in love with Rose for quite a while and by ‘long haul' I meant forever.”Rose spoke for the first time. “When we first began seeing each other Mom thought I was thrilled to have a real date. The truth is that I was thrilled to have a date with Paul. I thought I was a freak. I was in love with my own cousin. Aunt Martha; Uncle Stan, I've been head over heels in love with Paul for more than two years. I loved him as a cousin when I was a kid then that changed. I love him more than anything now. To be away from him would kill me. We promised ourselves to each other months ago. I want to be with Paul; forever.”“Where will you live, Paul?”“If we have to we can use a small cabin on the golf course grounds. I've already cleared it with the Board President. We'd prefer to stay here with you while we're home, but if that's not possible we'll stay there. It's small, basically two rooms and a bathroom. It does have a double bed which will be a relief after having sex on the beach for the past five months. That's right, Dad; Rose and I have made love almost every night.”“And I was the one who pushed for it, Uncle Stan. Paul didn't want to push or rush me, but I wanted Paul more than anything. I pushed him, but I don't have to push him any longer. We anticipate a problem with my father who thinks I'm still nine, but we will be together whatever happens.” I had never seen Rose so determined. She had incredible internal strength. The matter was settled when my mom rose and came over to hug and kiss us. Dad followed a moment later. We had their blessing. We were both relieved. Now all we had to deal with was her parents, especially her father who was known to sometimes be high-strung, even irrational.CHAPTER 6We ate lunch with my family and I could tell from my mom's expression that she'd be on the phone as soon as we left to speak with Rose's parents. I knew her mom would be with us, but I was worried by what her father would say; and do. We hugged my parents and walked out the door. I knew Rose was nervous. She had my hand in a death grip. Three minutes later we pulled into her driveway. As expected Aunt Celia was just hanging up the phone. She had a smile on her face.We asked to speak with both of them and Rose began. “Mom; Dad, Paul and I want to speak with you about something important. Paul asked me to marry him last night and I agreed.” She paused here for a reaction; there was none so she continued. “We want to marry when Paul graduates from high school. He has just received a full scholarship to Cornell. I want to go with him and continue high school there. He also has an offer of an excellent job once he graduates.”I looked at Uncle Carl and could see that he was fuming. “What are you two thinking? Are you even thinking at all? This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. I absolutely forbid it.”“Why, Daddy? I love Paul and he loves me.”“Why; because you're cousins; that's why!”“But we're not cousins. We're not related at all. I may call you Uncle Carl and Aunt Celia, but the fact is that we're not related in any way. There's no reason why we can't get married.”“I don't care about your smug answers. I think you should leave. I forbid you to see Rose again.”“With all due respect, Uncle Carl, we're both eighteen. Legally we're adults. You don't have the ability or right to deny us.”“I have the ability to throw you out of my house, don't I?”“Don't I have a say in this, Carl? I would think so inasmuch as this house is half mine. Paul; stay where you are. I'll be right back.” Aunt Celia walked to the kitchen; we heard a brief discussion on the phone. She was back in less than a minute.“Well, what are we waiting for now?”“You'll see in a minute, Carl. Really; you should get your head out of your lab once in a while. If you did you would have noticed how much these two are in love. I actually envy them.”“Well, I don't think they should get serious. Bad things can happen.”“Like what?”“They could be caught kissing by the police.” We all laughed. We couldn't help ourselves. There were hardly any police in our area and kissing was mild compared to what we've been doing. “What the hell was that all about?”Rose spoke to answer, “Daddy, Paul and I kiss every day and we do a lot more than that, too. Don't think that Paul has forced me to do anything. It was the other way around. I wanted to become physical with him and he resisted until I made him. Even then he made me wait until we were both sure I was ready.”“Ready? Ready for what?”“To make love, Daddy. Paul and I make love every day; every single day.” His reaction was immediate. He was out of his chair and raced across the room to hit me. Unfortunately for him, Uncle Carl is small and puny compared to me. He raised his hand, but I trapped his arm before he could swing his fist at me. My mother walked in the door, shocked at what she was seeing.“Carl! What the hell are you doing? Sit down this instant and let's discuss this like responsible adults.” I had never seen my mother so angry. Uncle Carl backed off and returned to his chair.“Do you have any idea what these two have been doing? What would happen if Rose became pregnant?”“If she became pregnant they'd just get married sooner and we'd have a lovely grandchild, but that's not going to happen. Fortunately, Celia does pay attention to what's going on around here.”“Yes, Carl, Rose has been on the pill since the end of June and before that Paul insisted that they always use a condom even stopping Rose one time from having sex without one.”“How do you know all this? How do you know this is even true?”“If you took the time to talk with your children once in a while you'd understand. Rose and I talk often. I noticed a very special look on her face one night when Paul brought her home. If you think a bit you'll remember that night, too. I woke you up and we; .”“Celia! Please!”“Oh, Carl, get a grip. You think nobody here knows we have occasional sex? Did the stork bring our two kids? Please, yourself! I woke you up and we fucked like we haven't in months; and if you continue this idiotic argument we won't for another several months.”“But, this just isn't right.”“Daddy, maybe you'd prefer that I get involved with someone who would abuse me; maybe even hurt me.”“No; of course not.”“I want you to remember when I was sick. Who came to visit me every single day; every single day, Daddy? It wasn't you. Sometimes I didn't see you for days, but I saw Paul every single day. He always kissed my forehead then red for at least an hour. I laugh when I think of some of the things he red.”“I don't know; I really enjoyed Nancy Drew and some of those romances were; .” Rose silenced me with a kiss. Then she spoke again.“I thought I was a freak, Daddy, because I was madly in love with my cousin. Then I learned that Paul wasn't my cousin, after all. I can't tell you how thrilled I was. Some boys would have taken advantage of me because I was so naïve and inexperienced, but not Paul. He always treated me with dignity and respect. We want you to accept us, Daddy, but even if you don't I am going to marry Paul. I. AM. GOING. TO. MARRY. PAUL!” She linked her arm into mine, holding me as though she'd never let me go and I guess that was the message. We all sat there silently waiting for a reaction. Finally, Uncle Carl decided to speak.“Okay. I still have some concerns, but it is your life.” I breathed a sigh of relief. Rose turned my head with her finger and gave me an incredible kiss. I hugged Aunt Celia and Mom and held my hand out for Uncle Carl. He thought about it for a few seconds before smiling and taking it in his. “I'm sorry about earlier. I'm glad I didn't actually hit you.” He must have been delusional. He was never going to hit me. I took Rose's hand and we walked out back to the hammock where we relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. We kissed and talked quietly until it was dinner when we learned that we were all going out for a celebration.We went to the beach the following day. I always found it amazing that the beach died right after Labor Day even though the weather was still great. This would be our last day free. School always began on the Wednesday after Labor Day and I was looking forward to my senior year. This year I'd also drive Eric to school. He was beginning ninth grade. I would have much enjoyed having Rose to myself, but I'd have her after football practice and that would have to do.Our first game was on Saturday against Riverhead, another central school that pulled students from roughly twenty local elementary districts. We always had trouble with them, but not this year. I led the way for our star halfback Elmer Morris, repeatedly opening holes in their defense. Elmer ran for more than 150 yards and two touchdowns. Even I had one on a fake run right and pass left. I was all alone in the corner of the end zone. Rose met me with our parents and Eric and Mary who looked like they were getting along unusually well. I reminded myself to ask Rose about it later.We won our second game a week later at Huntington. Once again I opened holes in the line for Elmer and starred on defense with eight tackles and a fumble recovery. I was looking forward to having an outstanding year. I had taken Wednesday morning off from school to sign my agreement with St. George's Country Club after Dad's lawyer had reviewed it. I felt great knowing that my future was secure. I returned to school in time to meet Rose for lunch and prep for Saturday's game with Deer Park.We built an early lead using the same formula we'd used in the first two games. We were on defense in the second quarter with a 21-0 lead when I moved to fill a hole on the right side of their line. I was engaged in a block with their tackle when I was cut-blocked by their halfback who dove for my knee. It was an illegal block that had been seen by the officials as well as both coaches. More than illegal, it was an intentional dirty play. I knew in an instant that I was badly hurt. I could hear as well as feel the cracking in my knee and leg. I went down and I didn't get up. Both coaches and the doctor rushed onto the field. The pain was incredible; almost enough to make me pass out; but I could hear the Deer Park coach screaming at his halfback. He was removed from the game and told to turn in his uniform. I looked down at my right leg; no leg was ever meant to bend in the direction mine had taken. Even worse, I could see my uniform pants turning red; I was bleeding, apparently badly.There's always an ambulance at football games and now I knew why. It drove onto the field and I was loaded onto a gurney and taken away to the hospital. Port Jefferson has had a hospital for years and from what I've been told it was pretty good. A few years ago the state opened a new university almost next door in Stony Brook. The following year a medical school and teaching hospital were also opened. That's where I was headed now.I was still conscious, but barely, when they wheeled me into the emergency room. The team doctor had given me something for the pain and I was really woozy. I was only there for a few minutes while they cut my treasured uniform from my body then I was whisked into an operating room. By then my parents had arrived and had signed the necessary permissions.It was dark when I woke; my leg up in what I later learned was traction, an IV in my arm. I was still pretty much out of it, but I could hear crying. I knew in an instant that it was Rose. “Don't cry, Rose,” I whispered. She jumped up in a flash to hold my head and smother me with kisses. “What's the diagnosis? Do you know?”She ran out to the hall to fetch my mother, sat again and told me everything she knew, “It's a good thing they brought you here. The doctor told us you could have lost your leg without the proper treatment.”“You'll be in a cast for ten weeks, Paul,” Mom said, “then you'll need physical therapy. I'm sorry, but your athletic career is over. Everyone was here, but Uncle Carl and Aunt Celia took Eric and Mary home earlier. Dad had to go home, too. He has to go to work tomorrow; something about cyclotron scheduling. Rose has refused to leave you. She's been here in your room ever since you were brought back from the OR.”I weakly extended my hand; Rose took it and held it to her face. “Oh, Paul I was so worried.” She hesitated when I groaned in pain. “I'll get the nurse. I'll bet you have to go, too.” She leaned down to kiss me and then she was off. Rose returned a few minutes later with one of the nurses who gave me a shot; morphine. I was out like a light seconds later, but first I told Rose how much I loved her as I pissed into a portable urinal.To be continued in part 4. by senor longo for Sex Stories.

The boys from Country Club Adjacent stop by for Thanksgiving Dinner. I'm cookin' up a turducken, creamed spinach and a sweet potato pie while we chat about the best golf courses, country club rules, and Chase Koepka's amazing hole-in-one. And then there's Griff's gift of spot-on accents. Catch Bert and his team in New Orleans over the Big Game Weekend! It's SHIRT v SKINS with Nikki Glaser, Tony Hinchcliffe, and Adam Ray as Dr. Phil 2/08/25 at the UNO Lakefront Arena Tix at https://bertbertbert.com Follow Country Club Adjacent: https://www.instagram.com/countryclubadjacent This episode is brought to you by Hero Bread. Hero Bread is offering 10% off your order of their new recipe. Go to https://hero.co and use code BURNING at checkout. This episode is brought to you by Uncommon Goods. To get 15% off your next gift, go to https://uncommongoods.com/burning Don't miss out on all the action this week at DraftKings! Download the DraftKings app today! Sign-up using https://dkng.co/burning or through my promo code BURNING This episode is brought to you by Talkspace. Get $80 off your first month with promo code SPACE80 at https://talkspace.com/burning SUBSCRIBE so you never miss a video https://bit.ly/3DC1ICg For upcoming TOUR DATES: http://www.bertbertbert.com/tour For FULLY LOADED: https://fullyloadedfestival.com Catch me on NETFLIX For all things BERTY BOY PRODUCTIONS: https://bertyboyproductions.com For MERCH: https://store.bertbertbert.com/ THANKSGIVING DINNER Cornbread Stuffing Ingredients: * 4 slices keto bread * 2 slices Keto cornbread * 3 TBSP melted butter * 1 egg * 2 stalks celery * ¼ cups leeks * ½ tsp garlic * 1 tsp Italian seasoning * ¼ tsp sage * ½ tsp salt & pepper * Olive oil * ½ tsp celery seasoning * ½ chicken broth Steps: 1. Crumble keto bread and corn bread and drizzle with olive oil, baking for 10 minutes at 350 degrees. 2. Sauté veggies in olive oil and seasonings 3. Mix egg with melted butter and chicken broth, adding sauteed veggies and mixing well. 4. Combine all ingredients and bake for 10 minutes, covered in foil Turducken Roll Ingredients: * 6 cups water * 1/3 cup kosher salt * Boneless, skinless turkey breast * 2 boneless, skinless duck breasts * 2 TBSP chopped sage * 2 TBSP chopped thyme * Salt and pepper * 2 chicken-apple sausages * 12 slices hardwood smoked bacon * 2 TBSP olive oil Steps: 1. Bring water and salt to a boil, then let cool and brine turkey for an hour. Preheat oven to 325 degrees. 2. Tenderize turkey and duck then season with herbs, salt and pepper. 3. Lay down turkey, then duck, keto cornbread stuffing, and place two sausages the length of the breasts. Roll meats up. Layer bacon slightly overlapping each other and roll onto turducken, securing with butcher's twine to form a roulade. 4. Sear roulade in olive oil on all sides then bake for 95 minutes. Gravy Ingredients: * 1 chicken bouillon cube * 1 beef stock bouillon cube * 2 ¼ cups boiling water * 4 tbsp butter * 4 tbsp flour * ½ tsp onion powder * ¼ tsp ground pepper * Salt Steps: 1. Dissolve bouillon in boiling water 2. Melt butter in saucepan. Then add flour, onion powder and pepper. 3. While stirring, pour in half of the liquid to creating a roux. Stir until thick. Add salt and pepper to taste. Creamed Spinach Ingredients: * 1 pound frozen chopped spinach * 2 tbsp butter * ½ medium onion * 2 cloves garlic * ¾ cups heavy whipping cream * 4 ounces cream cheese * 1 cup parmesan * Pinch of nutmeg * Salt and pepper Steps: 1. Thaw spinach and drain water 2. Sauté butter and onion. Once lightly browned, stir in garlic, cream, cheeses, and nutmeg. 3. Stir in spinach and add salt and pepper to taste. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

On this episode, we are thrilled to be talking to the 2024 Club Executive of the Year, Matt Lambert, CCM, CCE, CAM. In November, Club Management magazine named Matt Lambert the 2024 Club Executive of the Year. He currently serves as the General Manager/Chief Operating Officer of The Country Club at Mirasol in Palm Beach Gardens, FL. Lambert has more than 24 years of experience in the club industry. Get to know Matt in this episode!

The boys from Country Club Adjacent stop by for Thanksgiving Dinner. I'm cookin' up a turducken, creamed spinach and a sweet potato pie while we chat about the best golf courses, country club rules, and Chase Koepka's amazing hole-in-one. And then there's Griff's gift of spot-on accents. Catch Bert and his team in New Orleans over the Big Game Weekend! It's SHIRT v SKINS with Nikki Glaser, Tony Hinchcliffe, and Adam Ray as Dr. Phil 2/08/25 at the UNO Lakefront Arena Tix at https://bertbertbert.com Follow Country Club Adjacent: https://www.instagram.com/countryclubadjacent This episode is brought to you by Hero Bread. Hero Bread is offering 10% off your order of their new recipe. Go to https://hero.co and use code BURNING at checkout. This episode is brought to you by Uncommon Goods. To get 15% off your next gift, go to https://uncommongoods.com/burning Don't miss out on all the action this week at DraftKings! Download the DraftKings app today! Sign-up using https://dkng.co/burning or through my promo code BURNING This episode is brought to you by Talkspace. Get $80 off your first month with promo code SPACE80 at https://talkspace.com/burning SUBSCRIBE so you never miss a video https://bit.ly/3DC1ICg For upcoming TOUR DATES: http://www.bertbertbert.com/tour For FULLY LOADED: https://fullyloadedfestival.com Catch me on NETFLIX For all things BERTY BOY PRODUCTIONS: https://bertyboyproductions.com For MERCH: https://store.bertbertbert.com/ THANKSGIVING DINNER Cornbread Stuffing Ingredients: * 4 slices keto bread * 2 slices Keto cornbread * 3 TBSP melted butter * 1 egg * 2 stalks celery * ¼ cups leeks * ½ tsp garlic * 1 tsp Italian seasoning * ¼ tsp sage * ½ tsp salt & pepper * Olive oil * ½ tsp celery seasoning * ½ chicken broth Steps: 1. Crumble keto bread and corn bread and drizzle with olive oil, baking for 10 minutes at 350 degrees. 2. Sauté veggies in olive oil and seasonings 3. Mix egg with melted butter and chicken broth, adding sauteed veggies and mixing well. 4. Combine all ingredients and bake for 10 minutes, covered in foil Turducken Roll Ingredients: * 6 cups water * 1/3 cup kosher salt * Boneless, skinless turkey breast * 2 boneless, skinless duck breasts * 2 TBSP chopped sage * 2 TBSP chopped thyme * Salt and pepper * 2 chicken-apple sausages * 12 slices hardwood smoked bacon * 2 TBSP olive oil Steps: 1. Bring water and salt to a boil, then let cool and brine turkey for an hour. Preheat oven to 325 degrees. 2. Tenderize turkey and duck then season with herbs, salt and pepper. 3. Lay down turkey, then duck, keto cornbread stuffing, and place two sausages the length of the breasts. Roll meats up. Layer bacon slightly overlapping each other and roll onto turducken, securing with butcher's twine to form a roulade. 4. Sear roulade in olive oil on all sides then bake for 95 minutes. Gravy Ingredients: * 1 chicken bouillon cube * 1 beef stock bouillon cube * 2 ¼ cups boiling water * 4 tbsp butter * 4 tbsp flour * ½ tsp onion powder * ¼ tsp ground pepper * Salt Steps: 1. Dissolve bouillon in boiling water 2. Melt butter in saucepan. Then add flour, onion powder and pepper. 3. While stirring, pour in half of the liquid to creating a roux. Stir until thick. Add salt and pepper to taste. Creamed Spinach Ingredients: * 1 pound frozen chopped spinach * 2 tbsp butter * ½ medium onion * 2 cloves garlic * ¾ cups heavy whipping cream * 4 ounces cream cheese * 1 cup parmesan * Pinch of nutmeg * Salt and pepper Steps: 1. Thaw spinach and drain water 2. Sauté butter and onion. Once lightly browned, stir in garlic, cream, cheeses, and nutmeg. 3. Stir in spinach and add salt and pepper to taste. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Paul and Rose take their relationship to the next step.by senor longo. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.“Paul; that was so exciting. I guess that when it's in my pussy it will shoot all that sperm into my womb. Isn't that how it's supposed to work?”“You, uh; were supposed to get out of the way.”“I know, but I thought it might be more fun this way; and I was right. I loved having it spurt all over me. I think I need a shower.” She seemed to notice the mess on her fingers for the first time so she brought them to her mouth for a tentative taste. “Hmm, a bit salty, but otherwise kind of interesting; maybe tomorrow night I'll try to swallow it all.”“I think I might enjoy that.” I stole a quick kiss then tried to wipe my cum from her body with a towel I'd remembered to bring.“Why don't we wet the towel?” Rose suggested.I jumped up and walked to the water. I had just bent over to moisten the towel when I felt her hands on my butt. A second later I tumbled into the 56-degree water. I'd been in the Long Island Sound in May before so I had a good idea what to expect. It was Cold! I turned around to see Rose laughing.“Okay, you got me. It's a good thing I'm in love with you. C'mon, help me up, will you?” I was almost to my knees when she extended her hand; big mistake. I pulled her onto my body as I fell back.“Ah; oh! Damn, Paul; it's cold.” All I could do was laugh and soon enough she joined me. We were two freezing maniacs laughing as I rose and carried her up the beach. I walked tenderly back down for the towel. It would normally take a few weeks before my feet grew accustomed to walking over the pebbles, especially once the skin was softened by becoming wet.I dried Rose as best I could, but she was already drying herself with her clothes.“I'm pretty sure there'd be hell to pay if I came home wet and my clothes were dry.” she said, giggling.“You know, we're both eighteen; legally adults.” I declared some independence.“I know, but we're both still in school and we're both still living at home. I guess that means we have to follow some rules.” I kissed her cheek as I dried her hair. I knew she was right, but that didn't mean I liked it. On the positive side all traces of semen on her chest and stomach had washed away.I went in with her, expecting her parents to be shocked at our condition. I was right. “Rose! Paul! What on earth happened?” Our hair was drenched; Rose wore one of my sweatshirts and an old pair of gym shorts. I was shirtless, but wearing a pair of sweatpants that matched Rose's shirt with no shoes or socks.“You have an evil daughter, Aunt Celia.” My tone of voice told everyone that I was kidding. “We went to the beach and I bent down to test the watertemperature.”“Yeah, Paul; you looked so funny doing that somersault into the water.” Rose chuckled.“Rose! You didn't!” Celia was shocked by her daughter's behavior.“So, here I was pretty much wet and freezing so I figured tit for tat would be appropriate. I asked for some help; and when Rose reached for me ,I pulled her in, too. Lucky I had some spare clothes in the back of my truck. Rose changed in the truck; I changed in the far end of the parking lot.”“Oh, I swear; you two. Shame on you, Rose.”“I already apologized and it was accepted.”“Yes,” I admitted as I kissed her cheek. “I'll see you tomorrow night. By the way, we're going fishing. Trust me, you'll love it.”Rose laughed. She knew exactly what she'd love about fishing then she reached up to peck my lips. I said good night to Aunt Celia and handed Rose a plastic bag with her sodden clothes. Needless to say, my mother knew all about it by the time I had driven home.CHAPTER 3The following night we skipped the movies, the drive-in, the miniature golf, and everything else, driving straight to the beach with a few rods, reels, and other equipment tucked safely in the truck's bed. There were a few other couples and even a few fishermen there in the fading light, but we ignored them, walking more than a quarter mile from the parking lot. I spread the blanket, prepped the rods even going so far as to cast deep into the water. A set of sand spikes held the rods vertical when we lay down to a lengthy make-out session.Rose and I were all over each other. No longer were we reluctant to hold or touch each other. My hands roamed her body, stopping at each breast and nipple before reaching down into her shorts to her gushing pussy. Rose laughed, “I think my face and my pussy are even wetter than they were last night.” I joined her laughter as I slowly wiped the spit from both our faces. I'd leave the nectar for later.Once it was dark we had the beach to ourselves. I began to slowly remove her clothes; her top, bra, shorts, and panties. Rose removed my shirt, shorts, and briefs. We lay together chest to chest on the rough blanket. I broke our kiss to move my lips and mouth down her body, around each of those breasts I adored to her sensitive navel. My tongue tickled her here until she screamed, “Uncle!” Finally, I reached my objective, climbing between her legs. The broad surface of my tongue cleaned her of juice all the way from her anus to her clit. I repeated several times until her labia were red and enflamed with her desire. I shifted my attention to her tunnel. In and out; I fucked her with the most amazing tenderness and love. Rose reacted wildly, thrashing back and forth across the blanket.I kept at her for more than ten minutes before making my final move to her clit. Sucking it between my teeth brought her to the sweetest, the most exquisite orgasm. It continued as long as I worried her sensitive bud. Eventually, I took mercy on her and stopped. I climbed back up her body to hold her and caress her head to my chest. It was almost a half hour later that she returned to normal. “Oh God, Paul; I thought last night was intense, but it was nothing in comparison to tonight. It began when your tongue was inside me and it never stopped.” She looked at my face several times and from several angles in the light of the gibbous moon. “Paul; what's that all over your face?”Now it was my turn to laugh. “It's you, Rose; your ejaculate. I remember reading something in the Playboy Advisor a few months ago. It's called ‘squirting.'”“Oh no; did I pee on you? I'm so sorry, Paul.”“Don't worry, Rose; you didn't. It doesn't smell anything like urine. In fact, I love the way it; you; taste. All I know is that one second I was noshing on your clit and the next I was swimming. It tastes like your juice; you know; that stuff that seems to run down your legs whenever we're together.”“I'm kinda partial to that stuff that runs down YOUR legs and I'm going to see that as soon as I recover. Do you think those Playboy letters are real, Paul?”“Who knows? I'd guess that some of them are, but I think that it's the answers that have to be real even if the letters aren't.”Rose rested for almost a half hour. I didn't mind. I got to hold her and experience the touch of her sensational smooth skin against mine. I loved when she rubbed her hard nipples against my hairy chest. She began by kissing my neck then kissing her way down my body, stopping once she had reached my hard cock.She began by licking all around my balls then up the sensitive underside of my organ. Once around the head was but a prelude to trying to swallow it whole. It was a great idea, but it was clear that Rose would have to practice quite a bit to reach that goal. I was happy when she made it half-way. She used her tongue to force my cock up and into the roof of her mouth. She had done it for only five minutes before I felt that old familiar churning. “Rose!” I tried to warn her, but she paid me no heed. My hips bucked as I spurted over and over into her mouth and throat. She kept on sucking, but semen poured from the corners of her mouth, running down to her breasts and abdomen. She took one look down and broke out laughing. Luckily, she had released my cock first.“I think I need more practice at that; lots and lots of practice.” She laughed and I joined her a second later.“I'll buy that, especially the ‘lots and lots' part. I'll be happy to practice my part, too.” We laughed again as I pulled her up for another kiss, my semen smearing between our bodies. I wasn't worried. I'd come prepared with a gallon of water in my truck and several towels in the bucket by the fishing rods.We had hugged each other for almost a half hour when Rose sat up suddenly. “Paul, why haven't you gotten any bites? Isn't that unusual?”“Not really; if one wants to catch fish it's usually necessary to use some bait. I want to go next weekend. The blacks usually come in around Memorial Day weekend. Want to come with me?”I was wiping her chest clean when she responded. We laid out our plans while we rested. Before leaving we tried to “69.” It was just as incredible as our earlier oral attempts. Rose squirted all over my face and a fair portion of my semen escaped Rose's mouth, running down my legs to the blanket. We picked up the area and walked back to the truck naked where I washed Rose's body and she washed mine. I dropped her off just before one and drove home where I fell asleep almost immediately.The following weekend; Memorial Day; marked the opening of the summer season. It was also the beginning of the fishing season and the time we'd set to take Rose's virginity. Now that we were naked Rose pulled me down to the blanket with her. It was clean and soft. I'd had a difficult time explaining to my mother why it needed fabric softener when it's only for the beach. When I told her that Rose had complained about it the discussion ended. Mom loved Rose; had ever since we'd met more than ten years ago.Now Rose lay back on the soft blanket. We kissed and touched each other. She found me hard; I found her wet. I showed her how to apply the condom to my organ and climbed between her legs. I could tell that she was eager. She pulled me to her, wrapped her legs around my waist, and placed my cock at the entrance to her womanhood. “Now Paul; please do it now. I love you, Paul. Please make us one.” We'd spoken about it so many times. She knew it would hurt at first so I moved into her slowly; easily. I loved the expression on her face as her pussy adjusted to my girth. I pushed until I met the inevitable resistance. “Do it, Paul; just a few minutes hurt for a lifetime of pleasure with you.” I plunged forward, stopping immediately to comfort my love.I wiped the tears from her cheeks with my kisses as I caressed her head, running my fingers through her silken hair. It was only five minutes later that she told me, “Do it, Paul. Do me!” I did, pushing all the way into her, until our pubic hairs meshed. The look on Rose's face was one of pure ecstasy as she began to move with me. She met my every thrust with one of her own. I was so caught up with what I was doing that I had failed to notice the moans of pleasure coming from Rose's mouth. Now that we were fucking hard and fast those moans had grown into groans and then grunts.She was moving like a wild animal when I heard her scream. It was followed by a flood onto my abdomen. Seconds later the condom was flooded with sperm as I pumped into Rose with incredible force. I collapsed onto her chest, leaning down to kiss and caress her face.I moved back up about a minute later and our eyes met. “Well?”Rose's response was to pull me back down into a long, wet, and extremely passionate kiss with her tongue plunging into my mouth. She broke it some minutes later. “Paul; oh, Paul it was incredible. I can't begin to tell you how many times I came.”“How many? What do you mean?”“I had my first orgasm about twenty seconds after you entered me. Then I had another and another and another. They were coming so fast that they all blended into one huge explosion. That's when I screamed.”“That's not all you did.” Give me your hand. I pulled out of her and brought her hand to my abdomen. Even in the pale moonlight I could see how startled she was.“Is that me again? Did I; what was the word you used?”“You mean; squirt? Ha. Ha. It was more like a flood.” Don't be embarrassed. I loved it. I loved knowing that you enjoyed making love with me.”“I didn't enjoy it. I loved every second, even the part that hurt. I know now that I'm a real woman.”I laughed again. “I never had a doubt. I've always thought of you as the ultimate; .”“Yeah,” Rose interrupted, “but you're in love with me; hardly an unbiased resource. I'm sorry I made a mess of you.”“I'm not; you can do that to me any time you want; on any part of my body you want. Now, let me clean us up a bit and rest. Then we can try it again; maybe in a different position.” I finished wiping her abdomen, removed the condom and buried it in the sand, and finished with my abdomen. I lay back with Rose astride my body to rest.“What are you doing tomorrow,” Rose whispered.“I have to work most of the day. I have Mr. Gentile and Mr. Kane. I'm not looking forward to dealing with him. He demands good service, but he never wants to pay. Maybe I'll dump him and spend the time at Mr. Gentile's. He wants me to do his beds as well as his lawn. Other than those two jobs I have the weekend free to spend with you.”“Don't forget the cookout we're having Sunday after church.”“I'll never forget a chance to spend the entire day with you.”“I know that, but don't forget that Eric and my parents will be there too and, of course, your parents and Mary.” Rose may have been talking, but her body was moving all over mine. After thirty minutes I was hard and ready to go again. I gave Rose one of the condoms. She rolled it down my shaft and then, following my instructions to the letter, sat on me; my organ disappearing into her body. It was incredible watching me enter and disappear into her. Rose began to rock forward and back in time with my thrusts. We continued moving together while I massaged her tender breast tissue and rolled her sensitive nipples between my fingers. It wasn't long before an orgasm hit. I say “an orgasm” because it was obvious from my vantage point that she experienced at least eight and each one only served to increase the rapture she was experiencing. Finally, just before I was ready she arched her back severely and screamed into the night. Rose fell rather than collapsed onto my chest just as my orgasm hit. I drove her up six times before we came to rest completely satiated and completely exhausted. Thank God it was only 10:35.We recovered slowly. I removed my cock from her and wiped my abdomen again. It was covered with her thick aromatic juice. Once done, I got a new towel and wiped her crotch. She still leaked even though the sex had ended. All told I spent almost half an hour making us presentable. We were still naked as we lay together. “I just love the way you feel, Rose. Your skin is so smooth and so soft and you're so sexy. I love your face and your breasts and your tummy, your ass, your legs; damn, I love every part of you, but I love the whole you even more.”“I'll bet you can't guess what I love best about you.”“Well, I know now that you love my cock.”“Of course, silly and I'll always love that; even when we're sixty, but that's not my favorite part.” I lay there for almost ten minutes unable to guess. “It's this,” she said as she pointed to my forehead.”“You love my forehead best?”“No, Paul; I love what's in there; your brain; your essence. Did you know that you were the only person who visited me every day when I was sick? Even my own dad didn't come to see me as much as you did. I know you could have been out playing with your friends, but you spent more than an hour with me every day reading to me and holding my hand. I knew then that you were a special person; that you were MY special person. Now you really are MY special person.”“Rose, you said something about loving my cock even when we're sixty. We haven't really talked about it, but I want us to be together forever. I can't formally ask you to marry me because I have no way to support you. But I will ask you as soon as that day comes. Meanwhile we will still have a lot to think about, like what we'll do when I'm in college and you're still in school. Don't worry; we'll work it out so we're never apart.” Rose held me even closer then and gave me the kiss of my life; the best kiss I could possibly imagine. Regretfully, we had to dress and leave once it was done.CHAPTER 4I was up early the following morning. After breakfast I drove to Sycamore Drive where my two customers lived. They couldn't have been more different. Dennis Kane was a cheap skinflint who was always looking to get something for nothing. John Gentile was a kind, generous man. I was much more inclined to work for him than for Mr. Kane, that's for sure. I had parked in Kane's driveway when Mr. Kane appeared. “Good morning, Mr. Kane. I need to remind you that you didn't pay me for last week.”“Don't worry about that. I'll take care of you once you're done.”“That's not how I work, Mr. Kane. I require payment when services are performed. You owe me seven bucks.”“I said I'd pay you once you were done and that's what I'll do.” I returned my tools to the truck and lifted the tailgate to secure it. I walked to the cab to enter when he spoke again. “Listen, you little bastard; you get out here and mow this lawn. If you don't; .”“You'll what, Mr. Kane? Beat me up? That I'd like to see.”“If I called the cops who do you think they'd believe?”“I think they'd believe Mr. Gentile,” I said, pointing across the street to where Mr. Gentile had observed the entire matter. “So long, Mr. Kane; enjoy mowing your lawn. Consider last week's job as a parting gift.” I backed out and drove three houses down the block to see Mr. Gentile.“Morning, Paul; let me guess; he didn't want to pay you.”“Right on, sir. He owed me for last week and wanted me to mow before paying me. Ten to one he'd be gone by the time I finished. I don't need customers like that. He threatened me with calling the cops and trumping up some charge so I was really glad you were out here. You'd be a good witness. Why don't you show me what you want me to do?”Mr. Gentile showed me around the property. It was bigger than our yard with lots of shrubbery and several trees. He told me what he wanted, but listened to several suggestions I had. All told we spent a half hour going over everything. He offered me $50 for the additional work which I thought more than fair. I worked almost all day, quitting only for lunch and when I was done. He approved immensely of the job I had done. I was surprised when he asked me to come by tomorrow around one to discuss a summer job. He promised me more money than I could make doing lawns. I explained that I had a family obligation, but would try to get away for half an hour.I was beat after spending the entire day cutting the lawn, digging and trimming the beds, and spreading mulch. I drove home, called Rose and hopped into the shower. The hot water did wonders for my sore muscles. I ate a quick dinner before driving over to see Rose and take her back to the beach; this time to do some actual fishing. We joined some friends who had already caught some small blacks. I baited our hooks and cast the rods, handing one to Rose, keeping the other for myself.We were there for almost an hour when I heard Ryan make a crude comment about Rose; a comment that would have been better left unsaid. I put the rod down and walked his way. I didn't raise my voice. I didn't have to. Ryan got the message; keep your big mouth shut or risk the beating of your life. Ryan was bigger than me, but he was mostly flab while I was firm muscle. Once he knew how things were between Rose and me he walked over to Rose to apologize. It helped that Rose had not heard him. The remark was really offensive.The sun had set when the fish moved in. Blackfish typically would be found in rocky areas. When fishing from the shore that meant keeping the hook and sinker in the rocky band that was about twenty feet wide. Cast too far and you'd wind up in the barren sandy expanse that made up most of the Sound's bottom. Cast not far enough and you'd be in the pebbles where nothing grew or lived. My secret was to cast deep into the sandy expanse and reel into the rocks. I could tell by the action of the sinker exactly where my line was. It was a practice that had always worked in the past and it worked now.I had just cast Rose's line and handed the rod to her. She thanked me with a kiss then shooed me away to deal with a bite. Rose was an accomplished fisherman. We'd fished many times and we both knew that she could bait her own hook and cast her own line. I liked to do it for her so I did. I had a nibble just as she brought what looked like a three-pounder to the beach. I would have helped her, but I had my own fish to deal with.This was typical of fishing for blackfish. Many times I had stood or sat for hours with nothing happening only to spend the next hour fighting one fish after another. Tonight we spent more than an hour like that, throwing all but the biggest fish back to be caught another day. After catching four big ones, all over four pounds, we called it a night. We set our rods down onto the beach and walked hand in hand into the darkness. Of course, our friends knew what we were going to do; at least they thought they did. We had gone almost a half mile when Rose turned into me and pulled me into a long lingering kiss. Her hands roamed over my body. Mine did the same to her. I was surprised to find she hadn't worn any panties.“Oh Rose, you naughty girl; what do you have in mind?“Does this tell you?” She pushed a condom into my hand.“You are so incorrigible.” She laughed and pulled me down to the pebbles. I lay on my back with Rose astride me as she unzipped my shorts and pulled my hard manhood from within. She enclosed it within the condom then used her shorts and blouse as a pillow for my head. I grinned unseen as she lowered herself onto me. “As I said, Rose; you are incorrigible. I think I've created a monster. Everyone will know what we're doing when you scream.”“I don't care. All I know is how badly I need you.” I was engulfed by her hot tight pussy by the time she finished her statement. Even through the latex shield I could feel the heat and tightness of Rose as her muscles squeezed me tightly. We moved together as we had last night and with the same result; Rose came and came and came, her orgasm culminating in a massive convulsion that shook her body for several seconds. She screamed as it ended, finally reclaiming control of her body. I held her tightly as I repeatedly blew my load into the rubber.It took Rose almost fifteen minutes to recover. By then I had buried the condom and made a weak attempt to clean my abdomen of Rose's cum. I took her to the water's edge to rinse her skin before dressing her and walking back to our friends. I could see Ryan smirk at our appearance. “Keep your thoughts to yourself, Ryan. At least I have a girlfriend and she's much more than a girlfriend to me. You might keep that in mind while I beat the living shit out of you. When's the last time you had a date?” I knew that would cut into him; he was an eighteen year old virgin who'd never had a date. Worse, in my mind, his father was one of my customers. Why would the father of an eighteen year old son need someone to mow his lawn? I cleaned our fish at the water's edge and we walked back to the truck.We loaded the gear and I drove Rose home. Her eyes were still glazed over and I was sure Aunt Celia noticed although she never said anything. I took the fish fillets to the sink and washed them before bagging them and placing them in the refrigerator. I had sent Rose to the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later looking a lot cleaner. I stayed for almost an hour before setting a time to pick her up for church tomorrow. Not surprisingly, my mom was on the phone when I returned home three minutes later. I knew it was Aunt Celia; who else would call at 12:15 in the middle of the night?I picked Rose up at 9:20 for the drive to St. Anthony's. Rose and I always went to confession before Mass. We'd have a lot to confess this morning and, I suspected, many Sunday mornings to come. I went to confession because my mother and Rose wanted me to. Personally, I found the idea of saying you were sorry for doing things that you'd do again and again, like masturbating and now making love with Rose, was silly. I'd say my Hail Mary's and other prayers as my penance, but I'd be back again next week to confess to the very same sins to the very same priest and for the very same penance. I'd listened to the same lecture on self-control and having respect for my body more than a hundred times already.As usual, Rose and I sat apart from our families. After Mass we walked out to find Mr. Gentile waiting for us. “I saw you inside, Paul, and I thought we might speak now rather than have you take time this afternoon. Do you know where I work?”“Some golf course, I think.”“Yeah; St. George's in East Setauket. It's a very exclusive club and it takes a lot to keep all the grass and plants in order. That's my job; I'm Superintendent. I like the way you work and, more important, you seem to enjoy it. I'll offer you a summer job at $5.00 an hour. You'll work a minimum of 40 hours a week so you'll earn a minimum of $200 a week. Of course, I'll have to deduct federal and state withholding and social security, but you'll get most of it back when you file because you're a student. It's a bit of a hike from here, but you have a truck. I have to tell you; you'll have to be there early at 6:00, but you'll finish early most days around three. Why don't you talk it over with your parents? You can let me know sometime during the week.” He shook my hand and left.“What do you think, Paul,” Rose asked once we were in the truck.“It sounds interesting, mostly because I could continue to do my mowing work, most of it anyway. Of course, I'll want to spend all my free time with you.”“I was hoping you'd say that. Paul, I was thinking; what do you think our parents would do if they knew about; you know?”“Well, I have a feeling Aunt Celia already knows. You were still kind of out of it when I brought you home last night. She didn't say anything so; . I know she was on the phone with Mom when I got home last night.” I started the truck and drove home. Later, just before lunch we'd go to Rose's house for the big Memorial Day cookout. It had been a family tradition since we had moved here twelve years ago.Rose walked into the kitchen to hug and kiss my mom and dad before coming to my room with me. She sat on the bed while I changed in the closet. We'd done this dozens of times, at least, although not since we'd become a couple. I walked out five minutes later in a tee-shirt, shorts, and sandals; quite a contrast to Rose in her church dress. I leaned down to kiss her. It was relatively chaste, but Rose whispered, “Paul; you make me so hot. All I can think of is doing it with you.”“Me, too; unfortunately we'll have to wait. C'mon.” I took her hand and led her to the living room. My parents were there reading the Sunday Newsday and the Sunday edition of the New York Times. Rose and I sat together on the couch. “Mom, Dad; Mr. Gentile offered me a job at St. George's Country Club.”“That's quite a distance from here, isn't it?”“Yeah, but he'll pay me $5.00 an hour from 6:00 to at least 3:00, a minimum of forty hours a week. I could probably keep most, if not all, of my current customers. Oh yeah, I dumped Mr. Kane yesterday.”“We know. He called yesterday to complain. Your father ignored him. We know what a cheapskate he can be. What do you think, Paul? You're the one who'll have to do all the work.”“I think I'd enjoy it. I doubt that they do much hand mowing so I'd learn to use the machines. I'm sure I'll have to do some digging, but that just helps me stay in shape for football. I like Mr. Gentile. He's a good guy and he's always very fair. I'm inclined to accept.” That was that; I had a summer job. Any lawns I couldn't handle I'd give to my good friend Brian. He had helped me in the past and was always looking for some extra money.Rose and I left for the cookout around noon, stopping off to see Mr. Gentile on the way. He was pleased that I'd accepted. It was only two blocks from there to Rose's house. We walked through to the back yard. I hugged and kissed Aunt Celia and shook hands with Uncle Carl. Rose took my hand and led me to the hammock. I lay back on it and Rose joined me. It was cozy for the two of us, her breasts pressing against me. I was a little concerned about her parents, but so far not a word had been spoken. I heard the doorbell a few minutes later as my parents and Mary arrived. Dad and Mary walked out to the backyard with Uncle Carl and Eric. Uncle Carl opened several cans of beer and Eric brought one to me.“Thanks, Eric; want to play some ball later?” I knew he'd agree. He always wanted to play some kind of ball with me. I took a sip and handed the can to Rose. She wasn't a big fan of beer, but she would drink it as opposed to some girls who only wanted wine or a cocktail. For some reason New York was the only state in the area where eighteen year olds could legally drink. One day soon I was sure New York would join all the other states in setting the legal age at twenty-one. That wouldn't bother me; I could take drinking or leave it.While we lounged in the yard our mothers were in the kitchen preparing food and, I was sure, talking about us. “They make a lovely couple, don't you think, Martha?”“Yes, they do, but I often wonder whether I should have told Paul that we weren't really related.”“Oh, I think it was a good decision. I know that Paul will take good care of Rose unlike some of the boys I know like Ryan. I'd hate to see Rose on a date with him.”“Yes, I suppose what you say is true. I wonder if they've; you know; done it.”“If I had to guess I'd say yes. You should have seen the expression on Rose's face when Paul brought her home last night. I was actually envious. I woke poor Carl from a sound sleep and fucked his lights out.”“Well, I hope Paul doesn't hurt her. I don't know if I could bear that. Although; when I first told him that he said he wouldn't because he loves Rose. He also said he was in it for the long haul. I've wondered exactly what he meant by that.”“Why not ask him?”“Maybe I will, but for now; let's get this food outside. Hmmm, I wonder if she inherited your; .”“Oh God! You would remember that. I was so embarrassed when all my friends heard my scream. Even now Carl has to stuff my mouth with a towel. I used to wake the children when they were younger. At least they couldn't ask what was going on, but now; . Well, I guess we'll never know.” They grabbed the rolls, burgers, hot dogs, and potato salad. There was so much they would have to make two trips.To be continued in part 3. by senor longo for Sex Stories.

We explore the recent move to the Ogden Golf and Country Club by the Korn Ferry Tour's Utah Championship with OGCC President Carter Randall on the live show on ESPN 700 with Red Ledges head pro Jon Papoure. Coach Garrett Clegg on the Utes top-20 fall. Glenmoor's Darci Dehlin on being named the UGA Woman. Darrin Overson on winning his first senior event at the Ledges Sr. Am. Pod sponsored by Goldenwest Credit Union. 

Chris Biggins was born with cerebral palsy, had braces on both legs until 10th grade, and has had numerous medical procedures to deal with his condition. Notwithstanding these physical challenges, Chris has persevered to become one of the best adaptive golfers in the country and a PGA teaching professional at the Country Club of Birmingham in Alabama. We talk with Chris about his prowess in sports growing up, his experiences with both the professional golf management program and the college golf team at Methodist University, his summer internships, his professional ski racing career, and his staff role overseeing the incredible junior golf program at the Country Club of Birmingham.

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It's Way Back Wednesday and we're touring the History Hall at The Country Club with Mike Bailey. Sponsored by Goldenwest Credit Union. 

Plus: a second small nuclear reactor being planned for Virginia; JMU's collecting oral histories for U.S. veterans; Richmond partners with the Salvation Army on a shelter and training center; Youngkin has a plan for housing; and CoStar CEO considers the future of Swannanoa Golf and Country Club

Heritage Ranch Golf and Country Club features a picturesque blend of natural beauty and recreational amenities. Nestled amidst lush green landscapes, this destination offers an exquisite golf course with challenging fairways and stunning views. Additionally, the club provides a wide range of leisure activities, from tennis and swimming to dining and social events, making it an ideal place for active adults seeking relaxation, outdoor enjoyment, and a vibrant community atmosphere.HERITAGERANCHGOLF.com

Wes Forester, PGA Director of Golf at Reynolds Lake Oconee joined Rob Thomas on the Club + Resort Talks podcast to discuss Richland—the seventh golf course at the Greensboro, Ga. property. The new 18-hole layout was created by acclaimed course architect Tom Fazio by combining nine holes from his existing National course with nine all-new holes. This gives Reynolds Lake Oconee two Fazio designs (Richland and The National) along with courses from Jack Nicklaus (Great Waters), Rees Jones (The Oconee), Jim Engh (Creek Club), and two by Bob Cupp (The Preserve and The Landing). The new Richland turns the Bluff nine from the original, Fazio-designed National—with some recent modifications—into holes 1 through 5 and 15 through 18. The new holes, 6 through 14, traverse the peninsula of Reynolds and tumbles down to the Richland side of Lake Oconee. The resulting layout provides plenty of challenge with fescue-lined fairways, numerous bunkers, and dramatic elevation changes. Among the changes to the nine Bluff holes were removing or repositioning bunkers, adding new ones, and combining smaller bunkers to create larger ones. Some greens have been reshaped and/or moved, often bringing the lake more into play. New fescue native areas and low-mow chipping areas were also added on some holes. The new nine utilizes significant elevation change to put an emphasis on club selection and angle of attack. Players will encounter doglegs, a deep valley and big ravine, plus sloping greens and strategically placed bunkering. They'll also have the chance to refresh themselves at a new halfway house – The Turn – between holes 9 and 10. The Turn is a mobile food truck that will serve burgers, sandwiches, wraps and a full array of beverages. Also on this podcast … In the world of golf clubs, resorts, and hospitality venues, delivering unforgettable player experiences is paramount, and effective team communication plays a central role in achieving this. Elle Ferebee, Senior Account Executive at Relay, highlights how the right communication tools not only streamline team interactions but also help transform member experiences into something truly memorable. The Glen Ridge (N.J.) Country Club's planned expansion includes constructing a children's pool and removing 56 trees, raising concerns among neighboring residents. The proposed pool placement—just 13 feet from the property line—requires a variance, as local law typically mandates a 100-foot setback. The Zoning Board of Adjustment was scheduled to review these variance requests Nov. 14. Findings have yet to be announced. One local resident expressed concerns about the impact of the expansion on noise levels in the area. Two years into a significant restoration effort, Asheville, N.C.'s historic Municipal Golf Course, known affectionately as “Muni,” is facing severe setbacks after Tropical Storm Helene. The city was close to completing multimillion-dollar improvements across the course's 18 holes, including upgrades to fairways, bunkers, cart paths, and greens, along with extensive stormwater system repairs. However, after Helene swept through on Sept. 27, the Swannanoa River, which runs beside the course, overflowed to more than 26 feet, submerging the surrounding areas. The resulting floodwaters inundated Muni's front nine holes, with water and debris gushing from drainage inlets, undermining the turf and reversing much of the recent improvement work.

In the second hour, founder of The Recombobulation Area and Civic Media Political Editor Dan Shafer joins us to talk about the money spent by the elite of Wisconsin on our elections, as well as Trump's new cabinet picks forming the new American Oligarchy. Speaking of Oligarchy, remember when Elon said that YOU could win a million dollars? Well, that's sorta correct. And it's the end of the show, so that means it's time for This Shouldn't Be A Thing - Never Forget Edition As always, thank you for listening, texting and calling, we couldn't do this without you! Don't forget to download the free Civic Media app and take us wherever you are in the world! Matenaer On Air is a part of the Civic Media radio network and airs Monday through Friday from 10 am - noon across the state. Subscribe to the podcast to be sure not to miss out on a single episode! You can also rate us on your podcast distribution center of choice, they go a long way! To learn more about the show and all of the programming across the Civic Media network, head over to https://civicmedia.us/shows to see the entire broadcast line up. Follow the show on Facebook, X and YouTube to keep up with Jane and the show! Guest: Dan Shafer

On this week's episode, Scott and Sean dive into the excitement surrounding the potential LIV and PGA Tour merger and celebrate recent victories across the golf world. They highlight Kim A-lim's win at the Lotte Championship on the LPGA Tour, Paul Waring's triumph at the Abu Dhabi HSBC Championship that moves him closer to securing a PGA Tour card, and Austin Eckroat's second PGA Tour win at the World Wide Technology Championship.  Scott and Sean also pays tribute to the legendary Bernhard Langer, who claimed his 47th win on the Senior Tour—an extraordinary achievement that includes 18 consecutive victories. What a legend!Sean shares stories from his weekend of golf in upstate New York, starting with 9 holes at Innes, followed by a round at The Lazy Swan Golf & Country Club, and finishing with the back 9 on Sunday. A special shout-out to Sean's wife, Marie, and their puppy, Flo, for joining in and soaking up the warm, beautiful weather while walking courses set in stunning scenery.Tune in for stories from the course, global golf updates, and inspiration to help you elevate your game and Own Your SSWING.Follow our Social Media for all the best moments from the show:Pivot The Path Instagram - click here!SSWING YouTube - click here!SSWING Website - click here! SSWING Instagram - click here!Join the SSWING Newsletter - click here!Your Weekly Drive: The Friday Fix for Golf Movement & Mastery

Hunter Hamrick was on Nick Dunlap's bag for his historic win on the PGA Tour in 2024. Before that wild win, Hamrick has had quite a relationship with the game of golf. He played on the 2012 Alabama team that lost to Texas in the National Championship. He played professionally for nine years and then returned to Alabama as an assistant coach in 2021, where he met Dunlap. During this podcast, we talk about Hamrick's recent win in the NIT at the Country Club of Birmingham before diving into that incredible 2012 National Championship, which was loaded with talent, and his experience on Nick Dunlap's bag for his American Express Championship and how life has changed now that he's a full-time PGA Tour caddie.Amateur Golf Links:AmateurGolf.comSubscribeInstagramTwitterFacebookYouTube

Andy Johnson is joined by Mike Koprowski, architect of Broomsedge Golf Club in Lee County, South Carolina. The two initially discuss the process of building Broomsedge and making the most on a smaller plot of land. Andy asks Mike about his background and how he went from serving in the Air Force and working in politics to now designing golf courses. Mike shares stories from his time as a caddie at The Country Club in Brookline, re-igniting his passion for golf, and the par 3 he built in the front yard of his old home in Nashville.

Send us a textDiscover the incredible world of black golf with us and our guests, Scott Paris from Shady Rest Golf and Country Club and Tianna Mañón CEO of Mañón Media Management. We uncover the vibrant culture and rich history of African-American contributions to the sport, shedding light on the camaraderie, music, and cultural celebrations that make golf more than just a game. Our conversation takes you to historical milestones like the Shady Rest Country Club, the first black-owned golf club in America, where legends like Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong once gathered. Click the links below to learn about Shady Rest Golf and Country Club & Mañón Media Management.https://www.shadyrestcountryclub.com/https://www.instagram.com/shadyrestcountryclub?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=ZDNlZDc0MzIxNw==https://www.tiannamanon.com/https://www.instagram.com/thetiannamanon?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=ZDNlZDc0MzIxNw==

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Matt Adamski, General Manager of Sweetens Cove Golf Club, joins Rob Thomas on the Club + Resort Talks podcast to discuss big plans for America's Sweetheart. Sweetens Cove, a 9-hole course in South Pittsburg, Tenn. known for its cult following and distinctive approach to golf, is set to expand. While the main course will remain at nine holes, the club is adding a par-3 short course along with a range of new amenities aimed at enhancing its appeal to traveling golfers. The expansion includes stay-and-play cabins, a restaurant, a distillery, a putting green, a fishing dock, and a skeet shooting range, designed to create a comprehensive destination experience. The original architects of Sweetens Cove, Rob Collins and Tad King, will return to design the new short course. Known for their work at Landmand in Nebraska, their new design will emphasize creativity and flexibility, allowing golfers to experience the course in multiple ways. Also on this podcast, Thomas shares news out of PGA National Resort & Spa in Palm Beach Gardens, Fla.; Sharon Heights Golf & Country Club in Menlo Park, Calif.; and Contra Costa Country Club in Pleasant Hill, Calif. PGA National Resort & Spa in Palm Beach Gardens, Fla., is poised for a significant ownership change, with reports indicating a potential sale to Henderson Park, a London-based private equity real estate firm, for $425 million. This price reflects approximately $1.3 million per room, positioning the resort as a high-value property in the competitive luxury golf market. The 800-acre resort has seen multiple ownership changes over the years. Its current owner, Toronto-based Brookfield Asset Management, acquired PGA National in 2018 for $218 million. Since then, Brookfield invested more than $100 million in comprehensive renovations, enhancing the hotel, spa, restaurants, lobby, and its six golf courses. Sharon Heights Golf & Country Club in Menlo Park, Calif., has reopened with a refreshed and enhanced golf experience after a $23 million renovation by Todd Eckenrode and Origins Golf Design. Approved by the club in 2019, this comprehensive redesign spanned all 18 holes and was crafted to create a more engaging layout, elevate aesthetics, and support the club's sustainability goals. The extensive renovation, which began in April 2023, revamped all tees, fairways, bunkers, and greens. The design incorporated strategic widths that add variety to each play, unveiling new layers of challenge and enjoyment for golfers. Eckenrode's vision resulted in what members now enjoy as a transformed course with a unique, engaging experience. Lastly, members of Contra Costa Country Club in Pleasant Hill, Calif. recently raised $54,000 for PLAY for P.I.N.K., a national charity funding breast cancer research, with more donations still coming in. Funds were raised through a Sept. 13 golf tournament, dinner and silent auction for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. In the last two years the club has raised $99,000 for breast cancer research and awareness, and since 2012 more than $192,000.

Caddy Robotics is a company specializing in AI solutions for businesses, focusing on autonomous service robots designed to enhance operational efficiency and customer experience. On this episode of The Wednesday Match Play Podcast powered by Epic Golf Club, Travis shares the journey of how Caddy Robotics got started, taking us behind the scenes of the video featured on their website, and giving us a rundown on their impressive lineup of robots. He breaks down what RaaS means and shares some exciting news about their plans for a showroom. He also details their onboarding process and explains how members are embracing these innovative machines. This was a fascinating technological conversation, and it was an honor to have Travis on the show. Let's tee off.

On this weeks show we have Bill Morrow, GM from Dalhousie Golf Club and Joe Schwent, Head Professional at the Country Club of St Albans

Send us a textDiscover the secret strategies behind the remarkable performances at the 2024 Golfweek Amateur Tour and Senior Amateur Tour National Championship. Join us as we reveal how Chris Rocha's unwavering focus on personal performance secured him the Director's Cup, despite not winning the National Championship itself. You'll hear firsthand accounts from winners like Bryce Benson, who triumphed over challenging weather at the Atlantic Dunes course with a stunning round of 73, showcasing the grit and tenacity required to conquer such daunting conditions.Immerse yourself in engaging conversations with champions like Sokati Pavese and Michael Anderson. Sokati opens up about her strategic mindset and composure that led to her three-stroke victory on the Jones course, while Michael shares his unexpected success and the role of camaraderie in his triumph at the Country Club of Hilton Head. Both winners paint a vivid picture of the beautiful courses and favorable weather that made the tournament a truly unforgettable experience. We also explore the heartwarming journey of a D-Flight golfer who navigated personal struggles to achieve success, offering deep insights into the emotional and strategic dimensions of competitive golf.Feel the tension and excitement as we celebrate Robert's rare back-to-back victory at the Senior Amateur Tour National Championship. His story is one of intense pressure and strategic gameplay, with a thrilling finish and a nail-biting showdown at the Hills course. Listen in as Robert reflects on his historic win and shares his eagerness for the 2025 Senior Amateur Tour. This episode is packed with stories of resilience, camaraderie, and the pursuit of excellence, capturing the spirit of the Golfweek Amateur Tour and its remarkable participants. Podcast HomepageGolfweek Amateur TourSenior Amateur TourFacebookYouTube#GWPodcastshirtChallengeJ Butler GolfMeridian PuttersJohn Robinson (JR) Contact InformationCell - ‭(843) 422-3767‬E-Mail - hiltonheadjr@aol.com

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On this week's show, we have Bill Morrow, GM of Dalhousie Golf Club, and Joe Schwent, Head Professional at the Country Club of St. Albans. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Jay and Sharon got the "whole 18" from The Director of Golf Operations at Upton Estate Golf & Country Club! 

Ben chats with Curt Thomas, brewer and co-founder of Three Sheets Brewing in Port Elgin about brewing beer in cottage country, learning the ropes from the Godfather of Craft Brewing, cyanide beer, and his disdain for Belgian beer.

Scott Lambert's career in golf began like that of many superintendents — working on a golf course as a summer job. His career shifted onto the fast track after nearly 10 years prepping under William Shirley at Peachtree Golf Club in Brookhaven, Georgia, Lambert ventured 10 miles up the road to Atlanta Country Club, a 1965 William C. Byrd design, where he has been head superintendent since 2019. Although he has been a head superintendent for a short period, Lambert's leadership and professional skills have been recognized by his colleagues, who voted to make him a member of the Georgia GCSA board of directors. In this episode of Rising Stars of Turf, Lambert discusses his start in the business, how he changed majors — and colleges — to pursue his passion and how a decade at Peachtree helped form his outlook on personnel management.

In this episode, Mickey is on-site at the 13th Annual Nonprofit Leadership Conference, hosted at the Atlanta Botanical Gardens on October 9th, 2024. He speaks with:   Chris Woods, CEO and President of Artportunity Knocks, increasing opportunities in the Arts, Education, Community Service, and Bridging Cultures. Chris says, “I'm a firm believer of rather than talking about the problem, become the solution, and we did that.” What was the solution? Listen to find out.   Joe Arnold, retired SVP at Suntrust Bank, and panel moderator of the conference. Joe notes: “We've got a lot of CEOs who are constantly working in their own vacuum and don't know some of the other CEO leaders across our city, and we thought putting together an annual conference about four and a half hours once a year would be a great way to pull them all together. And I'm just delighted that here in our 13th year that again, we've got to sell out crowd.”   Mindy Binderman, Executive Director of GEEARS, the Georgia Early Education Alliance for Ready Students. We talk about issues of the importance of leadership in all of nonprofit work, “because we know that good leadership is essential for getting great outcomes for kids.”   Howie Rosenberg, Executive Director of Gigi's Playhouse Atlanta, a Down syndrome achievement center offering free services to participants and their families with Down syndrome. “I'm very passionate about what I do. I love my job. I love having no barrier for people to be successful and to get services. I can tell you we may have a family that lives at Country Club to the south, and we might have family that lives in their car and they get the same quality service and the same experiences as each other.”   Ron Alston, Senior Vice President at Truist, leading the Not-For-Profit & Government Banking practice. We discuss how nonprofit banking may differ from any other kind of banking: “Nonprofit needs are different. They really revolve around financing solutions they have. So if they are engaged in a capital campaign and they are building infrastructure, they can utilize tax exempt financing vehicles that small businesses don't have access to. If they're doing work in low to moderate income communities, there are tax credit programs that can be used to help them complete projects…” We welcome support of the Nonprofit SnapCast via Patreon. We welcome your questions and feedback via The Nonprofit Snapshot website.

For our first episode, we break onto the scene with intros, a review of our bourbon game, and golf game. The first course we review is Columbus Country Club thanks to Dave's member-adjacent status. Finally, Matt, Matt, and Tommy pop open an anniversary blind pour thanks to Tommy.

Tim's tongue going for a reward. AJ McCarron. Chairman may be heading to Tuscaloosa. They're 5-0 when he's in the building. Emotional risk management bet on the Mizzou/Bama game. What will Alabama's mindset be going into this game? Everybody thinking the Tigers finna get rolled. Mr. Lix joins us on the phone lines. Lix and Jackson debate Mizzou's chances. Lix's Mt. Rushmore of Country Club chicken fingers. St. Louis Business Journal article on St. Louis and Kansas City. People for Pretzels. Suck pouches. Doug wants to be called Dougie Radio. Jeremy Rutherford jonis us in studio to talk some Note and Club Imperial. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

On this episode of Banking on KC, Suzy Hall, President of Country Club Trust Company, joins host Kelly Scanlon during National Estate Planning Month to discuss the significance of estate planning, regardless of wealth or age.Tune in to discover:Why estate planning is a gift you give to your familyThe importance of creating a plan regardless of your wealth or ageHow to start the estate planning process and the team of professionals you needCountry Club Bank – Member FDIC 

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Hooray Beer! It's time to take a trip to the Red Stripe Country Club for an all new edition of Bumming with Bobcat! What's on tap this week? Some LSD with BWB gave us some extra goodies to crack open! Country Club, Red Stripe, St. Ides, Four Loko, and MORE! Roadhouse found himself a hidden gem on the bottom shelf as well!Watch the FULL VIDEO episode below on YouTube and SMASH that subscribe button!https://youtube.com/live/VOJwXh_QwKwTell your friends to SMASH that subscribe button on YouTube! Help us on our journey to 1K subscribers! It's FREE!

David Webner is winding up a 42 year career in golf turf management, the last almost-25 of which have been as the golf course superintendent at Westwood Country Club in Rocky River, Ohio, on the west side of Cleveland. Peter McCormick caught up with David and got some fascinating insight into what makes him tick.

"History is the real differentiator from club to club. It can increase club pride, enhance the brand, and attract new members." Gia Watkins Country Club Archivist and Marketing Professional Easton, Connecticut On the golf-related side, Gia Watkins is a former member of the University of Florida Golf Team, who has played in two US Junior Girls Championships and won several prestigious tournaments, including the Connecticut State Senior Women's Championship; the Connecticut Women's Golf Association Senior Championship; the Connecticut State Women's Legends Championship in 2020; and the Westchester Fairfield County Women's Golf Association Championship in both 2023 and 2024. She currently plays to a 4.3 Index. Notably, at Brooklawn Country Club in Connecticut – a legendary Tillinghast course established in 1895, where Gene Sarazen was once served as assistant pro – Gia has won that club's championship more than 10 times. She's also a member of the Golf Digest Golf Course Design Ranking Panel. On the business side, Gia has managed her own successful design and marketing firm for more than 30 years. Over the years, Gia has created a few other businesses, and most recently she started Archives@Work, which combines her deep appreciation for the history and culture of golf with her vast marketing experience. Archives@Work helps private golf clubs to define and showcase their history, differentiate their branded culture, and increase the prestige associated with membership, which in turn drives membership growth and retention. Show Highlights Our conversation with Gia covers a lot of territory involving all aspects of her career as a marketing professional, and as a highly skilled amateur golfer, including: [caption id="attachment_3214" align="alignright" width="266"] Gia helps clubs to preserve and protect historical artifacts in displays that tell their story.[/caption] What simple swing instruction from her only instructor - longtime Yale Golf Director David Paterson - she has followed over the years. The connection between her childhood interest in building glass sculptures and her enrolling in the University of Florida. How she grew her first graphic design business by knocking on doors with no introduction or appointment. The list of companies this hard-wired entrepreneur has started (and ended) as market conditions changed. The three main reasons why country clubs decide to focus on their history as a marketing asset. Her advice for young women or men seeking a golf-related business or career. [caption id="attachment_3212" align="alignleft" width="300"] Gia's range of services includes commemorative books, heritage newsletters, anniversary logos, and custom paintings.[/caption] Notable Quotes On what Gia regrets about her GolfYeah interview: "I said Donna White and Lori Garbacz were the only two teammates who played on the LPGA, which was not true. Beverley Davis did as well. Not...

When Suzanne Simpson, 51, goes missing after a heated argument with her husband Brad near their Olmos Park home, police launch a search that leads them from a local park to a Bexar County landfill, suspecting foul play. Brad, arrested on assault and firearm charges, has stopped cooperating with investigators as the search for Suzanne continues. Drew Nelson reports. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

For our first episode, we break onto the scene with intros, a review of our bourbon game, and golf game. The first course we review is Columbus Country Club thanks to Dave's member-adjacent status. Finally, Matt, Matt, and Tommy pop open an anniversary blind pour thanks to Tommy.

Doug's destroying the studio first thing. Screw the board. Vaughn having a screwdriver first thing this marn. Iggy wants off for Indigenous People's Day. Iggy's daily Facebook grievance. Northern Lights. Historic win for the Note last night. Nice wrister, Faulk. This town needs the Blues to be good this year. The Doo Doo Man. Bob Costas taking heat for his ALDS performance. Gus Johnson. Rams draft issues. A little secret never hurt nobody. Tim may buy Jimmy Ballgame's house. Assless chaps. Country Club and community shaming. Iggy's mud pies. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Today - In Sierra Vista, a recent City Council work session focused on the future of the swimming pool at the former Pueblo Del Sol Country Club… now known as the Sierra Vista Golf Center at Pueblo Del Sol. Support the show: https://www.myheraldreview.com/site/forms/subscription_services/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Jon and I discuss our tournament weekends, Tyrell Hatton and many other things.

Andy and Brendan return on a Victory Monday to recap a bevy of fall golf tournaments this weekend. Andy is fired up about Caleb Williams and the Bears' big win against the lowly Panthers during the Swag Sports Minute, while Brendan is also claiming a Victory Monday as his hometown Commanders beat another unnamed NFL team on Sunday afternoon. The Golf Minutes begin at the Dunhill Links, where friend of the show Nicolas Colsaerts finished second to Tyrrell Hatton. They discuss a strong weekend from Colsaerts, Tyrrell Hatton's development as a player, and his current standing in the game, and whether Pro-Ams should be barred from existence. Big Shot Bob MacIntyre adds some fun to this episode with his idea to "blow up" the Road Hole at the Old Course, which Andy and Brendan debate the merits of. Their attention then turns to the Sanderson, which announced that its title sponsor will return for one more round in 2025! The two wonder if the Country Club of Jackson is the most generic golf course on the PGA Tour, lament about the Golf Channel coverage of the Sunday finish, and decide that players should only get two unsuccessful TIO-related challenges per event after Beau Hossler's repeated calls for a drop on Sunday. The Korn Ferry Tour finals are up next for a recap, with some late drama around the Top 30 in the seasonlong race with Alistair Docherty being pushed out of the promotion zone on the final putt of the tournament. Andy and Brendan then touch on the Asia-Pacific Amateur Championship, where winner Wenyi Ding has decided to take his DP World Tour card rather than retain his amateur status. Producer PJ then sums up a busy Furyk & Friends weekend, with a playoff finish, Brad Dalke birdies on the broadcast, and a Tim Herron technological innovation for the ages.

THE 2024 SANDERSON FARMS CHAMPIONSHIP, Fantasy Golf Picks & Plays | Fantasy Golf Degenerates Join Kenny Kim and Byron Lindeque as they dive into The 2024 Sanderson Farms Championship at The Country Club of Jackson. Get insider previews of the course, expert analysis of the odds, and exclusive Fantasy Golf picks and best bets from the "Fantasy Golf Degenerates" podcast. Tune in for a deep dive into this week's PGA Tour action! Episode “388” | The Montreal Screwjob #SFChamp #FantasyGolf #PGATour Sub to the Mayo Media Network: https://bit.ly/YTMMN Sign up with “MAYO” to claim your Special Pick + First Time Deposit offer up to $250 in bonus cash!: https://play.underdogfantasy.com/p-pat-mayo Get 20% off https://www.fantasynational.com/FGD Use Code “FGD15” on checkout at https://kickbackgolf.com for 15% off your order. SHOW INDEX Intro - 0:00 Presidents Cup Recap - 1:07 Kick Back Golf Bets - 56:25 Course Preview - 1:02:19 DFS Strat - 1:07:13 Tiers - 1:08:31 Outro - 1:32:11 Video: https://bit.ly/YTMMN Apple: https://bit.ly/FGDApple Spotify: https://bit.ly/FGDSpotify Google: https://bit.ly/FGDGoogle Stitcher: https://bit.ly/FGDStitch Kenny Kim Twitter: https://twitter.com/KendoVT Byron Lindeque Twitter: https://twitter.com/TheModelManiac Fantasy Golf Degenerates Twitter: https://twitter.com/FGDegenerates Message and data rates apply. Must be 18+ (21+MA & AZ, 19+ AL, NE) and present in a state where Underdog Fantasy operates. Terms apply. Concerned with your play? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit www.ncpgambling.org; AZ: 1-800-NEXT-STEP (1-800-639-8783) or text NEXT-STEP to 53342; NY: Call the 24/7 HOPEline at 1-877-8-HOPENY or Text HOPENY (467369) 2024 Fantasy Golf Picks, DraftKings Picks, 2024 Fantasy Golf Predictions, 2024 Golf Predictions, 2024 Golf Betting, Pat Mayo, Fantasy Golf Degenerates Podcast, Fantasy Degens, Tiger Woods, 2024 picks, stats, golf picks, draftkings, Golf Picks, DraftKings Golf Picks, draftkings golf picks, pat mayo experience, PGA, PGA Tour, PGA Event, Golf Bets, Kenny Kim, Byron Lindeque, The Model Maniac, Underdog, Underdog Pick'em, Underdog Fantasy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Will Doctor gives you the sharpest card for the Sanderson Farms Championship. -Discussing top five favorites at CC of Jackson -3 matchups -2 t10 -2 outrights -Sleeper -FRP, lineup, scoring -Best Bet Introduction and Overview Will Doctor introduces the Golf Preview Podcast with an energetic focus on the Sanderson Farms Championship, Alfred Dunhill Links Championship, and the Corn Fairy Tour Championship. This episode centers on providing expert picks and betting insights for the Sanderson Farms Championship held at the Country Club of Jackson. Tournament Breakdown Sanderson Farms Championship OverviewWill reflects on the recent Presidents Cup, where Team USA won 18.5 to 11.5, with some controversy involving Tom Kim. He then dives into player analysis for the Sanderson Farms Championship, assessing top players, their odds, and recent performances. Player Analysis Keith MitchellAt 25-to-1 odds, Mitchell is questioned as a favorite due to missing the cut all four times at Jackson. Despite two recent top-12 finishes, his season has been underwhelming. Will advises against betting on him. Seamus PowerPower is also 25-to-1 but fares slightly better due to his global experience. However, poor iron play in recent events diminishes his chances, making him a risky pick. Maverick McNeelyListed at 28-to-1, McNeely's inconsistency and poor recent performances make him a risky choice. Will believes his odds should be higher. Mackenzie HughesDespite winning this tournament two years ago, Hughes' poor performance at the Presidents Cup makes Will pass on him at 28-to-1 odds, citing fatigue and inconsistent form. Nick DunlopAt 30-to-1, Dunlop is a promising young player with strong birdie conversion rates. Will sees potential in Dunlop but acknowledges the risks due to his inexperience. Key Matchups and Predictions Nick Dunlop vs. Eric ColeWill picks Dunlop over Cole at -140 odds, noting Cole's poor driving and iron play compared to Dunlop's consistency. Henrik Norlander vs. Chandler PhillipsNorlander, with three top-four finishes at Jackson, is favored due to his course familiarity. Will backs Norlander at even money. Rico Hoey vs. Sam StevensHoey is favored at -105 over Stevens, given Hoey's sharp iron play and Stevens' struggles throughout the 2024 season. Outright Picks Patrick FishburneAt 35-to-1, Fishburne's strong putting and consistent fairway play make him one of Will's top picks for an outright win. His recent form has been impressive. Grayson SigPriced at 90-to-1, Sig's familiarity with Jackson and solid recent performances position him as a good value pick for an outright win. Best Bet and Final Thoughts Mack MeisnerWill's best bet is Mack Meisner to finish in the top 20 at +220 odds. Despite a missed cut at Napa, Meisner's comfort on Bermuda greens and solid iron play make him a great pick. Conclusion Will concludes with final thoughts on the Sanderson Farms Championship, offering listeners sharp picks and teasing future episodes covering the Alfred Dunhill Links Championship and the Corn Fairy Tour Championship. For more on the world of golf, follow Doc on X @drmedia59  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode of Inside Golf Podcast, Andy recaps the President's Cup at Royal Montreal. He discusses his thoughts on the event, the golf course, what we got right, what we got wrong, and everything in between. In the second half of the episode, Andy previews the Sanderson Farms Championship at the Country Club of Jackson. Andy shares his opinions on the golf course, what types of players it will favor, and the bets that he has already made. Thanks for listening and subscribing to Inside Golf Podcast with Andy Lack, cheers! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

It's week two of the fall PGA Tour Swing Season and Joe is back to preview and give his picks to win the Sanderson Farms Championship. We'll recap a bit of the Presidents Cup, dive into some course insights from the Country Club of Jackson, and attempt to find a winner! Use the code "LINES" to get 10% off any PGA Premium Subscription and full-access to all my weekly golf content at Rotoballer: https://www.rotoballer.com/ Audio Podcast Version Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast.. . Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/2YVZgdj.. . Twitter: TourPicks Make sure to subscribe and give a thumbs up if you enjoyed the show! Thank you so much!