"Difficult for me."No more word games. He picked her up in a single swooping gestureand carried her upstairs, crossed the threshold of their bedrooma...d laid her down gently on the bed, legs over the side, breathingheavily. On their wedding night it'd been effortless. Swiftly heknelt between her knees, ducked under her full, pleated skirt, andplunged his face into her pussy. He encountered only her damp panty crotch, slick nylon stretchedacross her slit. She felt vindicated, but then. My average was down in the .240 range now, and still falling like a rock. I was seeing Rick Dempsey in my dreams -- even my daydreams.He wasn't smiling.Emily, however, successfully took my mind off all that. She complimented my work behind the plate, and told me that she agreed with Eddie's assessment -- Cap Rogers would never have held Lynchburg to only two hits without my good help. Well, I secretly thought that was probably the Gospel Truth, myself, but of course I pretended modesty and gave. ’ I laughed, ‘Yeah beat using a language book trying to say things like ‘I’ll have the chicken Alfredo’ or ‘No I’ll have this’ and point to the item on the menu after I translate it from my book.’ I sighed, ‘Anyways some how sex came up in one of our conversations on my last day in Le Mans before I was supposed to go off to the next town for like three or four days.’ Amanda interrupted me, ‘Where you admitted you were a virgin?’ I nodded, ‘Right.’ ‘So later that night after I had already gone. Mum had arrived before us, as we sat, she took my hand, giving it alittle squeeze.She said, "Dad doesn't know we are meeting like this and, for the timebeing he won't know."Was I reading too much into what she said? Did I dare hope that sheintended we meet again? Oh, please I thought, I didn't want to becompletely cut off from my family. We talked for a long time, with herreminiscing, about my childhood. She always thought I was differentfrom the other boys of my age. When the girl next door.