Pursuant to the Berne convention, etc, blah blah blah, both are over 18 and mature ladies, etc.
They were playing the final two rounds of the US Open together. Michelle has had a rough year from putting forth the effort to graduate from Stanford with honors. It was a big accomplishment and she was proud of it. However, her golf game has suffered. She has not had a win and her stroke average is the highest it has been since she was ten; she missed several cuts also. From Hawaii, of Korean descent, 6'1",Age 23 on Oct 11, 2012. When Wie was fourteen in 2004, professional golfer Ernie Els remarked, "Give her another couple years to get stronger, she can play on the PGA Tour."[ "My ultimate goal is to play in the Masters"[, She said.
Susann has always been consistently near the top of the leaderboards but has trouble closing the rounds and tournaments in a winning fashion. She has won several tournaments but could win a lot more. Her main problem seems to be that she gets too hard on herself after a poor shot, like every stroke is a life or death event. She is one of the fittest women in golf, with a strict workout regimen, which keeps her strong through each round and to the end of each tournament. The travel is always a grind for pro golfers, especially those from Europe and Norway, where she is from. Like many pro athletes, she has a home in the Orlando, Fla. area and enjoys her time there between tournaments. A winner of 14 tournaments and one major, she is a force in Ladies Professional Golf at 5'9", 150lbs, 31 yrs old. Ms. Pettersen recently built a $40,000 gym in the basement of her Orlando, Fla., home, to keep her body in peak shape year-round.
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There was a wait at the 17th tee. Both players had had a chance for a good tournament but their final two rounds had kept them both off the leaderboard and resigned them to the bottom of page two of the leaderboard. There were just too many poor shots and missed putts from each of them.
"It's been fun playing with you for the final two rounds here. Wish we'd played better though." Michelle said.
"I don't know about you but I'm pissed." Suzann replied. "All we had to do is make a few shots, drop a few putts and we'd be at the top of the leaderboard instead of just off it. I just HAVE to make every shot perfect."
"Well, nobody's perfect. I've made too many bad shots too, but we have to forget it and move on, you know?"
"I can't forget it. I relive every bad shot and try not to make the same mistakes again." Susann said.
"Well, I think you get too stressed out. Just relax and only think about the next shot and you'll have better results. For me, since I injured my wrists it has been hard to find the groove again. And there was the graduating from Stanford thing that cut down on my practicing."
"Stanford. Yeah. That could cut into your golf time for sure. You know, I think you may be getting tired later in the rounds. You seem to make more mistakes then. That's one of the reasons I work out so much, to stay strong throughout the round and the week. You should work out more too."
"I'm not tired. I feel fine." Michelle defended.
"That's not what I mean. I mean that your muscles and brain get tired and maybe you stand up a little too upright, or you don't make the best decision for a shot." Susann replied.
"I don't know. I haven't given that much thought, but I'd be willing to try it sometime."
"Great! Why don't you come over to my home next Monday? I'll show you how to do a good workout. I've got that new gym installed, you know? We can do more that you ever dreamed of, OK?"
"OK, I'll check my schedule but I think I'm free then. Love to try it."
And after another bad tee shot, she said, "Oh well. I'll see you at the green."
The following Monday, Michelle showed up at Susann's front door and rang the doorbell, which played a pleasant tune instead of that annoying ding-dong sound. Relaxing.
"Hello, come in!" Susann invited upon opening the door, standing there in only a long white robe robe, extending an arm in welcoming her new friend into her home. "Want some tea? It's really good herbal stuff. Really good for you."
"Sure, sounds good"
They sat in the kitchen while Susann heated the water and brewed tea for the two of them. Her long blond hair was loose and falling all around her face as she went about the task of making the tea. They chatted idly while drinking it.
"I love your hair, Susann. It's so pretty in its natural form, not tied in a ponytail like we have to do on the course."
"Thank you. I like having it free and blowing in the breeze. It's nice being a blond. Hey, I like your new hairstyle too. I see you had it streaked. It looks good on you."
"Thanks. You know, since I graduated, I've been bored, so I got my hair done. It's better than all dark."
"Well, I have something that will take up some time and is exhilarating: working out. Are you ready to go, girl?" Susann asked her.
"Sure, let's go."
They entered the gym and Susann gave a brief description of what each machine was for and how to use it. There was a whole wall of pulleys and free weights too.
"Wow. This is amazing. You've got so much stuff here. I want to try it." Michelle said in anticipation.
"Now, don't go too far your first time. Use half the weight that you think you could use, and try more different things. Then wait until tomorrow to see how many new muscles are hurting." Susann laughed knowingly.
Standing to face Michelle, she said, "One more thing. I don't wear anything when I work out. Clothes are so restrictive. Besides, we've seen each other in the locker rooms, so this is not so different. And this is my own home. You OK with that?"
Without waiting for a comment or an answer, she loosened the rope holding the robe together at her waist, moved her arms back and let the garment slide off. She hung it on a nearby hook and turned to reveal her completely nude body, except for shoes, ready for a sweaty workout. Michelle's wide eyes took in all of Susann's lovely, strong body, from her pleasant smile down to her firm breasts, lower to her neatly trimmed landing strip disappearing into the "V" of her legs, proving she was a natural blonde, down her shapely legs to her feet, which were wearing shoes, her only bit of clothing.
"Your turn." She teased, not expecting Michelle to take off all her clothes in someone else's home to workout.
"Wow. Really? You work out nude?"
"Really. Clothes rub too much. And you can see your muscles in the mirrors and know exactly which ones you are using when you do certain machines or exercises. You know, that workout outfit you're wearing looks like you just bought it at Macy's on the way down here. Don't get me wrong. It looks really cute on you, but not very practical to work out in. Besides, it is a house rule that everyone who works out here has to be comfortable."
"Wow. You look great. Umm, I don't know. Maybe if I could leave my underwear on this time, would that be OK?" She asked, not knowing what was expected of her by the more mature host.
"OK, for your first time, you can try keeping your underwear on. You
