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strong sanction from all of
them after getting picked up by the state police while drag
stripping some local cowboys on a Montana back road. Those
sanctions had included a loss of her license for three months. Most
galling at the time to Rebecca was the suspension from the golf
team for two of the ten regional tournaments.
    That was over a year ago, and while she had
not stopped driving fast or had not stopped drinking, she had at
least stopped doing them at the same time. And the suspension from
playing had changed her life.
    “How did you ever get Coach to agree to let
two innocents such as us drive a thousand miles on our own to
California in…”Melanie paused and then pretended to gag. “No,
you’re not … give me a break! He’s married!”
    “All the better. They tend to keep it to
themselves.”
    “Keep what to themselves?” Melanie
admonished. “That you will fuck anything on two legs. That’s hardly
a secret around campus.”
    “Oh! You hurt!” Rebecca exclaimed with a
mock pained expression. “Not ‘anything’ my dear sweet, naïve,
virginal friend, just those who will give me either some special
pleasure or some special advantage. I assure you that Coach can do
the former and the permission to drive proves the latter. So get
your bags and you can thank me for it later.”
    The naïve and virginal comments were a
good-natured tease, but the truth of the comments often cut.
Melanie had indeed never been out of Saskatchewan before she came
to Clapshorn as a walk on try out for the golf team. While she had
spent her high school living with her grandmother, she always made
it clear she was from Bumstead, Saskatchewan. When asked the name
of her home Country Club she would proudly announce that she
actually lived at the North Saskatchewan Golf and Country Club and
that her Dad was the head professional. The truth was that there
was far more country than golf where she lived, and her Dad was
really a professional farmer. She learned that you had to be from
somewhere, so while this little white lie served its purpose, it
also contributed to the naive, country hick persona. However, she
was indeed a virgin, though not from a lack of normal teenage
hormonal urges. She had dated occasionally in both Bumstead and in
Regina, and she remembered being in love at least twice. What most
boys initially mistook for shy and willing was, in fact, shy and
resolute. At high school she did not talk a lot, and the more
aggressive boys thought this was the kind of confidence lack they
could exploit. What it was, in fact, was a purposeful effort to
simply not stand out. She fell in love with Robbie Wilson in grade
six but he lost interest in her after he discovered she could both
beat him up and hit a baseball better than he could. She thought
Norman Patterson really liked her when he visited the Folly with
his parents in the summer after grade nine, but he lost interest
after she trounced him at golf.
    She quite simply had yet to meet a guy that
liked to be beaten at soccer, golf, baseball and most other sports
by his girlfriend. So she left the dating scene pretty much alone
in high school.
    She and Rebecca had worked out this mutually
agreeable arrangement. Rebecca would caddy for Melanie on the golf
course. Melanie would “caddy” Rebecca through the other parts of
her rambunctious life. While Rebecca helped Melanie avoid the odd
bogie, Melanie helped Rebecca avoid college suspension, expulsion
or county jail, whichever came first. They had been together with
this arrangement for over a year now; ever since Melanie showed up
at the first year golf try outs, and Rebecca began her DUI
punishment.
    It was not love at first sight for sure.
    Rebecca was royally pissed that she had been
suspended and as part of her suspension had been assigned to help
out the rookies trying out for the team. Each of the rookies was
given an upper year “buddy” to help out. Show them the practice
routine. Take them to the club house of the