Golf interrupted

Glaring at the pink golf ball in his hand, that almost matched his nailed fingers that wrapped around it Bailey was trying to make sure it wasn’t dented or something. He was good at mini golf, not as good as Mommy, but the ball just wasn’t going where he wanted it to. “You are doing great and I think that color ball was a great choice, I love how you got it to match your hands.” Derrick said, putting his hand on Bailey’s shoulder.

He hadn’t picked it out, the semi professional mini golf pirate man had handed them a pink, purple, yellow and green ball and he had ended up with the pink one. “It like totally does.” Bailey said with his normal smile. Bailey had considered throwing the game just so he would lose the team match, but now that their was a wager on the line he could do no such thing. Yet his entire game was off, the last time he came here he wasn’t wearing four inch pumps and he chest wasn’t trying to do an impression of a girl with tits. At least Mr Connors was doing well, though he seemed to be the only one.

Mommy went first and put the ball nowhere near the hole, a surprise to Bailey, but a pleasant one considering Candi was on the same time as her. Next was Mr Connors who ended with the ball just shy of getting it in on the first shot. Bailey held his breath when Candi went up, he had no idea how proficient she was at the game and when he considered his lack of knowledge there and knowing how good Mommy was he knew it was a fools bet. Yet when she hit the ball with too much power it went off the first course completely. She laughed at her own misfortune, and while he didn’t want to give her a mulligan he was outvoted. The next swing was just a fraction lighter in the swing causing the ball to bounce off the walls and end closer to the T than the hole. “I’m really not good at this.” She laughed again.

The second hole was much the same and even with playing poorly Bailey could safely say he was still better than Candi who seemed to have no clue how to play at all. At the third hole though he watched Mommy remove her heels before taking her stroke. The ball moved smoothly and moved around a bend, passed the hole. Then it bounced off the wall and went right in, giving her a hole in one. “See I told you it was because I was playing in my heels.” Amanda said with a wide smile looking at Derrick.

“So you did, so you did. Candi are you going to remove your heels too?” Candi shook her head looking down at her heeled boots. They were a thick block heel, not that tall and she already understood her skill level. “What about you Bailey?”

Slipping one foot out of his pink heeled shoe, Bailey was more than happy about the option. When something ran through his mind. A good girl always looks her best. “I like, think I will leave them on.” He said slipping his foot back into the heel. Wishing he didn’t have to be a good girl.

“I think she would sleep in her heels if she was allowed.” Candi said thinking about how her friend hadn’t even taken her shoes off when everyone else did at the birthday party.

“Shut up, I would not!” Bailey was truly grateful at that second that Aunt Megan wasn’t here or he was sure that could start to become a thing. He did his best to ignore his friends’ giggling at his expense.

When Candi went up to putt, Amanda stopped her and started to show her a few things about ball control. “Hey, how do you know so much about this?” Derrick asked, never hearing anyone not on the green talk like she was.

“Oh, did I not tell you?” Amanda said with a coy smile. “Back in school I may not have been any good at softball, but golf. That I was great at, though my skills have had to be regulated down games such as this. Not a lot of executives invite a pretty blonde out to play golf if they think she can beat them.”

Taking a few steps closer Derrick gave a kiss on the lips. “I would love to take you, not just because you are a pretty blonde. That does play a part though, the rest is me wanting to see the faces on some of my peers as they lose.” Derrick looked over at his partner on team omnivore. “Bailey isn’t so bad, ever thought of teaching her? A mother daughter team at one of the tournaments Mega Corp sponsors could be great for the donations to the charities.”

Amanda looked over at Bailey who was making sleeping motion, like her hands were pillows and pretended to snore. “No, she thinks playing golf is less entertaining than watching grass grow.”

While her Daddy was talking, Candi was taking a couple test swings with the advice she was given, but when she looked behind her hearing the snoring sounds she puffed out one of her cheeks. “Bailey I do not snore!” She said in that could almost be considered a yell. Bailey had complained about her snoring, but she was sure she was just making things up. “You can wait your turn without that thank you!”

By the fifth hole the scores were tied, much to Bailey’s annoyance. Candi was still doing a little worse than himself, but Mommy was kicking Mr Connors butt and he was doing better than himself. Bailey really wished he could slip off his heels to do better, but with the pull on his chest he still wasn’t sure if he could play like he had a month ago, the last time he played mini golf. He really hoped he could get his chest fixed before too long, the last thing he wanted was them to feel normal and have to adjust to not having breasts on his chest. “Hey girl, nice ass!”

Bailey was bent over, lining up his shot when the male voice called out. Causing him to stand up straight and look in the direction. Behind them were the same group of frat boys that he had seen playing earlier on the course. They had apparently decided to play another round and caught up. He was the last to play, so he just needed to get this over quick. If they got a hole or two ahead of them, the college drunks wouldn’t be close enough to leer at him. He hated having men look at him like… well like they were. Bending over again Bailey lined up his shot, but as he scooted closer he wiggled his butt, much like many people do before they putt. “Yeah, shake that ass!” Another voice filled Bailey’s ears, causing his shot to go much wider than he expected.

“Try to ignore them honey, but also maybe give them less of a reason.” Her words stung, the woman he loved practically accused him of flirting with guys catcalling him.

Looking at the guys Bailey chewed on his inner cheek, he was having a little fun but that was all gone now. “Could, could we like maybe just go home?” This was still the same day his hair was butchered into this cutesy style, failed at the dmv and lost in a test of intellect against Candi. He just wanted it all to be over.

Locking eyes with Amanda, Derrick gave her a lopsided grin before putting his hand on Bailey’s shoulder. Hoping it would help her feel more secure and protected like back at the waterpark. “I will go talk to them, don’t worry princess. I will never let anything happen to you.”

Putting his long nailed fingers around Derrick’s hand, Bailey shook his head. He really didn’t want to be protected, and hated that he was so willing to do so. If the roles were reversed, Bailey didn’t think he would go confront a group of drunk frat boys, one… maybe. This man was too nice and Bailey hated it, he hated that he could count on Derrick to be dependable. “Please no… can we like just go?”

“Bailey you are a beautiful young woman, sometimes men are going to be jerks and you will have to get some thicker skin. Sometimes those jerks don’t understand they are making the pretty girl they like uncomfortable and sometimes they really are just jerks. I will be okay, I promise. No need to worry about me princess.” Removing his hand from Bailey, Derrick walked toward the group with purpose.

While he was over there Bailey felt another hand on him from behind. Looking over he saw the beautiful kind blue eyes looking past him over to Derrick, while she held him. They couldn’t hear what they were saying, but the frat bros seemed to keep their level of drunken swagger when Derrick came back. “Well if we step aside they are willing to play past us.” Derrick said leaving out the attempts they made to have the girls play with them instead so that he could have time with his woman, as they put it. “Honestly though, I think there is a chance they just might hang around. We could let the manager know or call the police about them being drunk in public.” He paused looking at everyone's faces.

“We could do that, but what I think we should really go do is finish this hole and then go get some ice cream. We can figure out who the winners are and the winners get to choose the ice cream the losers have tonight.”

Amanda crossed her arms, the putter hanging freely as she looked at him. “High stakes, you sure you don’t want to just call it a draw. Unless you like something like pistachio ice cream that I will make you eat.”

“I loooove pistachio ice cream.” He said drawing out the word.

“Daddy is lying, he hates a lot of flavors and always tastes like almost all of them when we go get ice cream. The flavors aren’t changing Daddy, you don’t have to keep trying the same flavors every time we go.”

Looking at his daughter and then to Amanda he shook his head. “My own flesh and blood betrayed me.” He let out a long dramatic sigh. “And I will have you know, samples of ice cream are free and just because I know what cookies n cream ice cream taste like, doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like a taste from time to time.” He gave all three girls a large smile that Amanda thought made him look years younger in that moment.

Candi looked at the men behind them, two of them having open beer bottles they were drinking out of at that second. She thought it was incredibly unfair that they were going to ruin her family night, she had an urge to go over there and give them a piece of her mind. Bailey and her Mom seemed okay with her Daddy’s proposal though so she left it alone. She didn’t think her going over there would make them behave better, but she couldn’t stand people being bullies. She looked to her father who was distracted and decided to do just that. She stomped over them and was already there before the rest of the group noticed. “Be right back.” Derrick said, moving at a brisk jog to join his daughter who looked like she was giving them a lecture with how she was pointing her finger and wagging it around. As Derrick caught up to his daughter when she was in the middle of going off, not yelling at them, just talking in a stern voice. “And this is like my last night with my Daddy before he leaves again, when he just got back. You all are ruining my family night! Bailey and I.” Her hand waved back in the direction behind her. “Daddy is almost always traveling and Mom is always working. We don’t get nights like this and you… you… are making it so we get less time with them. Everything can be like so unfair sometimes and I wish.. I just wanted you to know what your behavior has cost others.” Turning on her heel she almost bumped into her father, havn’t not noticed him following her.

With her back to the group, one of them called out to her. “Hey, umm MIss? We’re sorry. We were just trying to have a good time and..” The man stopped talking when one of his friends elbowed him, whispering something about him acting like a pussy, but he kept going. “We are going to head out, we already played a round anyhow. You all have fun.”

“Like hell we are.” Another called out loudly before the first frat bro looked him in the eye. “We are, I can’t make you go. But they don’t deserve this, how about I buy a round at the bar and we forget about this place?”

Seeing them walk away Candi smiled to her father. “Sometimes they are good people that like forgot to think about others. And SOMETIMES we.” She stopped motioning to herself, him and the Bests’. “Are just people that need to finish their game so they can actually win their bet.”