Falling in love again

MASTER BLASTER
Neil Bravo

Falling in love again
(From my PAL Interclub Diaries)

I have a secret to share.

I think I’m in love again.

It took me a long ten years to rekindle a feeling towards an old fling.

I thought I could not even touch her again. For years, she spent a useless, lifeless life (if there’s a term like one) away from where she used to be walking the along vast ramp made only for her kind. I did not mind her. I did not have time to think of her. She was almost a forgotten commodity.

When I picked her up a month ago from the poor state she was in, boy, she was rusty and ugly. I had to get her a good bath, buff her and rub off the rust. Some of her senses are gone. She was not the usual bootylicious girl. Gone is 4 which snapped when I tried to use her once and that was six years ago. Gone is 6 and my favorite 7. I don’t know where they are now. It’s hard feeling her inside without the ones I used to squeeze my fingers with.

She still felt smooth in the face, notwithstanding the age and the inactivity. Her curvaceous body is still firm despite some unsightly stains. She may no longer be the bubbly chick she used to be when she was younger and I was more active. But, dude, she is still hot.

In the last 10 years, I took her out only once and that was a forgettable date. She stood her ground though with the other beauties then.

Time indeed really flies.

This is the first time I had her for two straight rounds in two days and in two different places.

Ask me. Is she still hot? Depends on how much pressure I made.

She still got the merchandise to keep me on the rise. Never looking up, I had my eyes only at the point where she passes. Where she makes contact. Where she kisses my balls.

She had my balls flying through the oddest of lies. With or without backswings. Man, those were the greatest climaxes I had in a decade. She saved my round, tapping my balls in both times. She was on top of the situation, even when I was about to lose my head.

Boy, I love her.

This could not have happened. Some guys set it up.

And yes, Philippine Airlines via the 62nd PAL Interclub here in Davao.

It felt like I was flying PAL on cloud nine, even when it was over. I took a long glance at her from a distance as she was lifted to the car. A lot of guys are inside the cramped van. I feared for my lady. I took her out, carried her on my shoulders like I used to. Then caught up with my old buddies Nimrod Quinonez of Freeman Cebu, Al Mendoza of Business Mirror, rulesman Jake Ayson, and the guys from the newly formed Golf Addicts from the Media (GAME) an idea of Roy Geonzon of DXUM which now counts among its members Moses Billacura (Edge), Alex Roldan (Edge), Jon Develos (Mindanao Times), Bong Gonzaga (DXUM) and this hopeless romantic who has found love again in golf.

Meet my girl, Flo G.

That’s my golf set.

Handle with care, please. Don’t you wish your girlfriend is hot like her?

CONGRATULATIONS. To Ernie Gonzales, Sports Features Editor of the Inquirer for winning his first PAL Interclub Media Tournament and the Iking Santos Cup that goes with it. Too bad for my good friend and flightmate Roy Geonzon of DXUM Davao who could have won it if not for some scorecard ‘malfunction’.