The second pitch was a slider low and away that he waved at. The third pitch was a fastball that I threw almost as hard as I could. He never moved the...bat.The catcher jumped up yelling "Damn!" and pulled his glove off to rub his hand. I went over and apologized. "Sorry, I guess I got carried away."He cracked up, saying "I'm the one who should be sorry. I was pretty rude to you. I didn't even give you my name. I'm Jeff" as he extended his hand to shake. "I'll have to get a new glove but it'll be. Clearing the table can wait." Uncle Bunny stood up and started helping me with the serving bowls and the remaining glasses and plates. He didn't say anything, but his actions spoke to how he felt about what Dad had said. Dad stood up and dropped his napkin on the table, telling us, "You aren't doing them any service by clearing off a few plates. I'm going to call Jack Flores and set up an appointment for Hans to be looked over on Monday."Uncle Bunny paused, looking at my Dad, asking him, "Jack. Pulling into a long dark drive next to a huge old house, he parked in the back. He handed her his gloves and helped her walk in the back entrance through the house to a large bedroom and placed her on the bed. Taking his clothes off she noticed his age and was comforted by the gentle quietness about him.He pushed her back on the bed and removed her jeans and lifted her blouse exposing her bra-less breast. Sinking his face between them, he breathed in her sent and sucked her nipples. Straddling. " Stop you two," I interrupted."You see, he is doing this all the time at home. Now he does it here.That?s it."Andrea turned around to me, bent forward and whispered in my ear."I am soo lenient with you but if you don?t stop this instant I am goingto expose you as the sissy you are telling everybody in here you arewearing panties, camisole, my blouse and pantyhose. Do you want that? Ifnot, apologize immediately."I looked at her, turned beetred once again and swallowed hard."I am sorry janice.