OK, Sean. The batter drills the first pitch to short. The ball hits the heel of Jamies glove and trickles away. Runners on first and second. With a po...er hitter up, a home run will tie the score. The first pitch is drilled at Rick the Quick. He knocks the ball down, picks it up, and takes three steps to the bag for the force out. Inning over! Sean goes out to thank Fred, It wasnt pretty, but you got the job done with no damage. Im glad its over! Honestly, Fred, me too! But now we have another. And then Zurich and Madrid and Barcelona…”Her words sounded wistful, though I couldn’t tell if that was at the idea of moving on or at the need to see more.“How much longer do I have you for?” I tried to keep my voice from mirroring what I felt at the thought of her leaving.“Don’t sound so sad!” she said, laughing and shaking her head. “You have me tonight. Don’t worry about tomorrow until it’s here. Now, what should we do now?”“Go home?”“Is that what you want to do?”I shrugged, joining her in. "There is only one way to find out, and my pussy is begging to find out at this point," I said before I grabbed onto the doorknob.I opened the door slowly and didn't make a sound. I wasn't sure where to check first, but I just shut the door silently, and my head turned back. I inhaled deeply and found myself tingling and shaking a bit.I peeked at the living room opening, but didn't hear anything. I shrugged my shoulders and started tiptoeing towards that room. The closer I got towards the room,. She hadn’t been out of the house and hadn’t seen much of the downstairs or living room in that time either. We had talked, but neither brought up the kiss. We smiled, but seemed to move like two objects orbiting each other. Afraid that any contact would forever change our paths around the sun. It was a Thursday evening when I arrived home from work. I heard movement in the kitchen and went to see if Jennifer was feeling any better about her situation. She was standing at the counter pouring.