I'm in an unfamiliar house, sitting on a soft chair with my back to a bookshelf. Dena comes in, we start talking, and she sits on my lap.

I'm telling her about this situation, because I suddenly seem to know a lot about golf. It seems there was a girl who happened to come into Wade's back yard when he was teaching me something about golf, and in order to impress her, I pretended to be really and made a date to golf with her like a week later. But I knew nothing about golf, so in order to not make a fool of myself I studied it hard all week, but in the end she canceled.

We laugh and kiss slightly, and I just can't help putting my hand on her breast, outside her plaid button-down shirt.