Managers in the All-Star game want to win, but they also want to play everybody.It was fun, hanging out with all my temporary teammates. It was my fir...t year in the American League, and I hadn't had that many opportunities to get acquainted with my new league's best players. We had a lot of offense, and a lot of pitching changes, and the game did drag on. It was late when I finally met Alice at the appointed place, under the stands. "Sorry that took so long," I said. "I'm going to be getting. Never mind I will be worth it she said.I had to agree she was good – her cunt was tight warm and wet. Fucking her was a delight and although she was tiny beneath me she got involved and was working her hips to meet my thrusts and the two of us were fucking each other. After a minute or two she put her legs around me and started to hump as I fucked her. This was good.I said you are pretty good at this for somebody so young,Thank you she said – nobody has told me I was good before. I have done it. The shoreline was small, soon met by the edges of a tropical forest, scattered palm trees with swollen coconuts and bananas visible in the deeper trees amongst the forest, small ferns and palms marked a fenced entrance to the forest.All too quickly she groaned out, she knew instantly what had happened, the cruise. The grand white star liner had sunk, there was screaming, panicking her family was there, with her but now…“They’re gone…” She knew it instantly as she pulled the ragged lifejacket. He sat modestly on the platform placed purposely in the center of a crowd of easels and stools. He hid his most private region with a leg curled up to his chest, one hand lay leisurely over his lap as the other rested over his knee. He was perfection – a marble sculpture from Greece turned to living, breathing life. Leela hardly noticed the professor’s instructions to turn to a fresh page in their sketch pads while gesturing for the model to change poses. Leela only just realized she hadn’t.