Corruption by Step Sister

After her laughter died down she taught me the proper grip which was this weird interlacing my pinkie with my index finger and used my thumbs to align closely together. Which was weird to me.

But still I followed her instruction.

Then I had to keep my feet apart and not in a baseball stance as she called it. Keep my chin down. Keep my left arm straight during my swing and keep my swing in this pendulum swing.

Every single thing she taught me sounded weird as hell.

Every swing I tried just caused her to laugh and giggle at my awkwardness.

I looked over and saw that she was beginning to actually relax as she sat there just enjoying herself at my stupidity.

Maybe this was a good idea after all.

I did a few more swings and was actually able to hit the ball thanks to Sabrina's tutelage but I guess I still needed to learn how to swing because I was launching the ball this way and that. Up really high. I was hitting the ball every direction but straight.

I even managed to hit the ball backwards as Sabrina dove out of the way and hit the wall behind us.

Each direction Sabrina would say things like "Looks like you 'shanked' that one." Or "Nice 'slice'."

What kind of sport has the words 'slice' and 'shank'? I'm making the executive decision that golf is not for me.

Still seeing Sabrina's smile and laughter at my awkwardness was doing the trick.

I looked at her, "Why don't you show me how it's done."

With a bright smile that I hadn't seen before she took on the challenge as I stepped back to watch how to properly swing...and maybe look at her figure.

I watched Sabrina take out her aggression on some golf balls as she whacked them down the range, easily clearing my random hits in every direction as they sailed down the range in the one direction I couldn't make my golf balls go....straight.

The entire time I noticed Sabrina's form on ALL levels.

I looked down at my phone that was sitting on the table with the food and everything else we had on our table to see I had some unseen texts.

I unlocked my phone to see I had missed some texts from Summer.

Summer: what are you doing

Summer:???

Summer: Gabe?

I quickly text back.

Me: Hey

I watched as Summer quickly replied.

Summer: fucking finally. What are you doing

Me: just hanging with Sabrina at the driving range

Summer: why the fuck are you at the driving range???

Me: long story short was trying to help Sabrina relax

Summer: ok you'll have to explain later. How much longer will you be at the range?

I looked up to see Sabrina had roughly 3/4 of her bucket still and my bucket was nearly full as I had only used maybe a dozen.

Using the time frame we had been here and how quickly Sabrina was whacking the balls at such a ferocity my guess was at least a couple of hours.

Me: a couple of hours at the very least.

Summer: well I guess you can still have fun. don't forget we have a party to go to.

Me: I remember. I won't forget.

Summer: oh before I forget have you already taken any supplements?

Me: yeah. why?

Summer: stop taking them. I have something better but you'll need to take it before we leave.

Me: ok I will stop

Summer: if you take too long let me know

Me: ok

Summer: how is she doing?

I decided to record Sabrina and switched over to the camera app. I hit record and recorded roughly three swings from Sabrina and recorded her distance as the balls launched into the distance.

I attached the video along with She's doing a lot better than me.

Summer must have watched the video and replied back.

Summer: ok..... at least she looks comfortable

Me: yeah that's what I'm noticing

Sabrina spoke, "What are you doing?"

I looked up at her, "Oh just recording your swing so I can see how it's done."

Sabrina smiled and laughed, "Trust me I'm not that good."

I looked at her with a smile, "Compared to me you're a pro."

She beamed at that.

I looked at her, "How do you feel?"

She looked around at everything with a smile, "Good."

I looked at her, "Feel relaxed?"

She thought about it for a moment before speaking, "Yes."

I looked at her, "This is what I'm talking about when I say being relaxed."

She thought about my meaning before she nodded, "Ok."

I decided to up the ante as I spoke, "Now you really want to know how it feels to be relaxed?"

She looked at me skeptical but spoke, "Sure."

I walked up to and leaned down to her head, "You wearing a bra?"

She looked at me offended I would ask that question.

I held up my hand to show her I meant no disrespect, "Relax I'm just asking a question."

She sighed but nodded.

I smiled, "Take it off."

She looked at me wide eyed, "I can't do that."

She nearly screamed it and looked around to see the closest person who was five stations away didn't hear her. Even the staff who was sitting at a bar in the middle of the floor didn't hear her.

I walked back to the table where our stuff is, "Why not?"

Sabrina tensed up and nearly stuttered, "Because...."

I looked at her, "Because why?"

Sabrina blushed but spoke, "Because that isn't decent."

I picked up my cup and took a sip of my drink before I spoke, "Because that wouldn't make you comfortable. Right?"

She nodded.

I spoke, "But don't you want to get to that level of comfort?"

Sabrina nearly hissed at me, "I don't want to be comfortable enough to where I feel like a whore."

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