Yes Ma'am, but I never planned on..." I'm sure that this is not what you planned on my dear, maybe it was justa confluence of events that led you into...this, however, the plain fact isthat we are now faced with a dilemma, aren't we?" I felt tears welling inmy eyes and wiped them away with my finger, unable to talk. "Tell me thetruth Cynthia and maybe I can help you. Do you like being a girl as muchas it looks like? Or are you going to just up and disappear one day?"It was like having my soul. In the playoffs, the lineups are set, and most of the kids you saw in September are left off the tightly controlled post-season roster. Managers tend to play everything close to the vest, and even if the young guys were still around, you would mostly see the tried-and-true veterans.And that's good because... (?)That's good because even though they may be sounder ballplayers than the new guys, you at least know what they're capable of, and how to pitch to them. Some of them, you can get with. But it wouldn’t matter much since they come from the poor side of town and their skin colour isn’t the same as most of the people in the town. They’re used to being not seen and not heard, so they just drive through.Nearly an hour later they drive into the nearby city and go to the airport. They park in the short term car park and head for the arrivals section. It’s not a big airport, just a small regional airport servicing a fair sized city of 60,000 people and the rural area around it. The. “Do whatever you want to the slut, she will let us know if we must stop. Her safe word is ONION. If she ever says that word or crosses her fingers on both hands if she can't speak, you must stop doing whatever you are doing instantly.” “Understood?” Dave asks.All the men nod or say they understand.Dave concentrates again on Gemma sucking his cock. He pushes her head back so she can see the other four cocks waiting to be sucked. Dave pushes harder, sinking his cock to the back of Gemma's mouth..