"Come in girls, and stand in the middle of the room," her voice rang out.Ilsa took Melanie's hand the two girls did as they were told. What on earth w...s this? Ilsa thought.They looked at each other, and in the direction of the voice. They could just make out, then, the outline of Marsha Crow's head, to the right."Let's see a nice, tender kiss between girlfriends," Marsha Crow said to them.Melanie swallowed. She, too, wondered what the teacher had in store for them. Was she going to make them. ?No, I’m just here on business I’ll need to talk to you after in private, but for now I guess I’ll take a coffee.? I set him up and offer him some coffee, and then as I go back to the corner, he pulls me by my hand. ?Where are you going little girl?? Like I said he has a thing for me, ?let’s just drop that panty off of you shall we?? ?Dr. William, you dirty old geezer!? said my cousin, ?it’s just a toy, what do I care, I’d never do this with any real lady,? the doctor replied. He makes me. But the World Series? Nope. Not in five years.Maybe this year.I was still being used as a spot reliever. Usually, I would come in to face one batter and then, bye-bye. A couple of times, when we were winning big or losing big, Paul would leave me in for an inning, or even two, but more typically, it was Slay the Left-Handed Monster-Hitter and then go back into my cage.Fortunately, far more often than not, I was getting it done. Paul Warren clearly trusted me to accomplish the limited task I was. The idea that he could have as much of this truly great food as he wanted, put a huge smile on his face. There being a choice of beverages almost made him cry. The DI's were amazed that this young man was eating breakfast with such relish.Clothing issue was the first event of the day, and almost caused a disaster. When the issue of clothes was placed before Bret he went into denial. Never is his life had he been given even one new thing to wear and now there was this abundance before him. He.