When Pedro explained who I was, she practically tackled me in a bone-crushing bear hug. She was crying crocodile tears, and wailing for me to save her...man as if he were on the way to the gallows. I finally extracted myself from her python like arms and told her I would try my best. I asked her if she could fix it with the owner of the Dos Amigos to drop any charges they had against Pedro.“Sí Señor Abogado,” she said emphatically. “If that one-eyed pig refuses, I will crush his puny cajones like. "Yes, sir, but I have been running more and more, and they've either gotten better, or else I've been learning to control it better." That's good. That's very good. Now, I don't want to hurry you into coming back into the lineup until you are ready, so I am relying on your judgment to let me know when you want to try playing. As you know, this week's game is the last game of the regular season. The playoffs start next week. I would like to get you into a game, if even for just a few minutes, by. .” I muffled in between kisses of her quim.“Yessss.....and especially over us women here in Nirvana....us girls try to keep it from happening as much as possible but sometimes....men will be stupid. And that will get you killed as well....sometimes in hours of daylight if you're brazen enough about it.” As her breathing slowly quickened, I increased the tempo of my kisses and gave her a lick with the flat of my tongue somewhat focusing on the area where her clitoris would be, but never actually. One of the rooms had a California king-sized bed and the other had two double beds. I was a bit surprised to learn that I would be bunking with Me in one of the double beds and Mr. Kiritoru had the huge bed to himself! They told me to get cleaned-up and rest and we would go down to discuss business at dinner.The dining room was typical of small town hotels, lots of dark panelling and leather captain’s chairs, busy on a Friday night. We had a corner table where we could discuss without being.