As they stepped onto the eighth tee box, a girl pulled up driving a golf cart, which had been converted to serve as a beverage cart. "Coffee anyone!" she asked, and immediately had several takers. One of the boys asked for a pop, which she kept in one of the back coolers. Jenny shifted her top back in place, and walked around to the back, examining the contents of a glass-topped cabinet containing snack food. Passing over the candy bars and junk food, she pointed to some fruit on the bottom shelf. "Could I have a banana?" she asked the girl, pointing them out.
Stepping away from the cart with the banana, she strolled over to the wire trash basket next to a bench at the back of the tee area. She slowly peeled the fruit entirely, dropping it down into the bin. Rejoining the group of men as they sipped their coffee, she casually pressed the tip of the fruit past her puckered lips, staring vacantly down the eighth fairway. To everyone's amazement, she then proceeded to slide the fruit deep within her mouth! Jack choked on his hot coffee, as he could see the outline of her tongue working busily inside her mouth, stroking the underside of the shaft. With agonizing slowness, she drew the fruit back out from her hollowed cheeks and past her puckered lips, trailing a thick stream of saliva from the tip of the fruit back to her lower lip.