"Sure, why not?" Aaron shrugged. He took a swallow of the apple juice and went on with his story. "My grandmother left me a hundred and eighty thousan... dollars. I was too busy working on the forecast to figure out how to invest it, so I bought T-bills just to get it into something for the time being. The agent asked me why I didn't buy Western stock. I told him I thought it was going to go down, so I put the money into something safe for the time being." So the agent—Henderson is his. He followed me through to the front room and took a seatand I perched myself opposite him, crossing my legs in what I hoped was alady-like fashion. He looked at me calmly, clinically almost, as though hewere studying an item in a shop....I felt myself begin to flush."You're very nervous, aren't you," he said."Yes," I murmered, barely able to form the words."Well, don't be," he went on. "Absolutely nothing to be nervous about. Weknow each other quite well now I think. It's just a chat, nothing. Resting for a minute or so, she withdrew her magnificent she-cock and said, “My turn, baby!” She took my place lying on the bed, and as she had done to me. Taking the silicon lube, I wet my fingers and stuck all four of them into her ass without a warning. She let out a small squeal of delight as I opened her pussy-ass up. I then mounted her and returned the favor of fucking her ass with all my vigor and might. As I slid my cock into her waiting ass, I could not believe that this unbelievably. I was glad she was there-even if she was a damn Yankees fan-because the game unraveled quickly. Derek Lowe had one bad inning-but one bad inning was all it took. The Yankees got 3 off of him in the second, and that's all they needed, because the Red Sox were just not hitting. Guys like Mueller and Millar and Ortiz-guys that had carried them all year-had gone straight into the deep freeze. And the less said about Nomar Garciaparra, the better. I don't think he'd swung the bat this feebly since.