Stacey and Cole have set out for a day of golf at the Sandy Lane in Barbados. They get an early start w/ a peaceful breakfast at the hotel before they get started. Stacey has on a sleeveless pale yellow blouse and white shorts. Cole khakis and white shirt. Things are going rather smoothly once they start out and by the end of the first six holes Stacey is only one over par on all six.
Cole has done better and is two under after six holes. As they make there way around the bend storm clouds look threatening and they let a foursome play thru since they are in no hurry the entire week of their stay.
After they tee off the wind begins to kick up more than the light breezes that were once passing. Cole asks if Stacey is chilled because her nipples are like large thumb tacks pressing out from her blouse. She just smiles. As they head for their balls a light rain starts and they can see several golf carts make a bee line back to the club to hold out until the storm passes. They both laugh at how everyone looks like lemmings headed for the hill. Cole says you know everyone is probably gone back. Should we? Nah, says Stacey lets at least finish this hole.