Streaking the course

"We are so fired! We are so fired! We are so fired!" Renee repeatedly muttered as she felt her face heat up, streaking down the course with Kait following behind her.

"Less muttering, more running!" Kait exclaimed as the two ran past a cart with two middle aged women pausing to watch them run by on the 17th hole.

"Ha! Remember when we were young and cute enough to get away with that!" One of the women asked her friend with a laugh.

"Yeah. Almost got kicked out of college for it." The other replied, "But at least that was the night we met Ernie and Frank."

"Yeah. They got us off the hook, and we repaid them with a night of passion and marrying them after graduation!"

"Don't **** there, Bobby!" An elderly man chuckled at the 15th hole as his competitor prepared to swing.

"The only thing I'll be **** on is that four grand you'll be forking over when I earn my next hooooooly Moley!"

The two old men went wide eyed as Renee and Kait streaked past them, hiding their faces with their hair.

"Excuse us, Gentlemen! Passing through!" Kait said in a squeaky, vaguely European voice, hoping that it would be enough to disguise her as Bobby swung the club and hit the ball.

The ball soared through the air and bounced on the green, just barely missing the hole as the two old men watched the naked women disappear down the green before turning back to the hole.

"What do you reckon that was about?" Bobby asked, "Some kind of promotional stunt?"

"Hell if I know, but you owe me four grand now, Mr. 'I can get a hole in one on all eighteen holes'!" The other man said with a laugh as he pointed to the ball rolling off the green.

"Ugh! If I wanted to lose money because of naked women, I'd have gone to a strip club instead." Bobby groaned.

"So, like, I thought you said I was winning and stuff." An eighteen year old valley girl said to her trainer, a nerdy and pale eighteen year old woman with glasses, as they stood at the 12th hole. "My Daddy isn't, like, paying you to teach me to lose!"

"No, see, in golf, the person with the lowest score wins." The Nerdy Woman explained, trying to keep herself calm. "So, by you having twenty points compared to my thirty-nine, you're the one who's actually winning."

"... This game is, like, totally so confusing!" The Valley Girl groaned. A second later, she looked up and asked, "Like, is this place clothing optional? I don't remember Daddy telling me that?"

"No, we have a strict dress code here." The Nerd said in confusion as she looked over her shoulder. "Why do yoooooOh my god!"

The Nerd and The Valley Girl went wide eyed as Renee and Kait ran by, the former drooling as she eyed Renee and the latter blinking before giving of a sound of disgust with a frown.

"Ugh! Like, what kind of club is Daddy running?!" The Valley Girl shouted, gagging. "Nobody wants to see that!"

"Speak for yourself..." The Nerd drooled as she pulled out her phone and began to film Renee streaking away.

"Wait. Was that Mr. Ericson's daughter, Brittney?!" Kait shrieked as the two continued to run, her face contorting into horrified embarrassment. "If that Daddy's Girl squeals... Oh, we're so dead!"

"Was that Amy?!" Renee asked, donning the same expression. "Great! That perverted dork hasn't stopped imagining me naked since we started working here, and now I just gave her nighttime fun material!"

"Well, don't look now, but she's filming your ass as we speak." Kait said, causing Renee to yelp and cover her ass crack with her hand. "We just have to get make it down the fairway and past Hole 11 and then we'll be home free!"

"Yeah! Before we have to go hunting down our clothes inside the clubhouse!" Renee replied as they passed the thankfully empty Hole 11 before making their way towards the hill. "How the hell can things get even more humiliating?!"

And as the two came to the top of the hill, they both wished that Renee hadn't have asked that question...