She regarded her work closely, inwardly pleased by a small but clearly visible increase in distension to what had been an already engorged cockstem.He... deftly applied tongue-tips brief dalliance had drawn him to a thickly curving bone of pallid wet flesh that slowly dripped its freshly applied coat of saliva and oozing milt upon the cupped palm of one gloved hand. A low, muffled groaning seeped from within the constraining straps of leather above her. “Rachel,…Schwester Mariel,…Thank you, I’m. Mike caught the movement out of the corner of his eye and tried to hold back the throw. It would have been a balk if he had, which would’ve meant I took the base anyways. Instead, he threw it into the dirt.A catcher’s mitt isn’t designed to handle a grounder. That’s why they try and block them like a hockey goalie. The ball caromed off the catcher’s leg pad. Coach Haskins waved me to continue to third. The catcher lunged for the ball and knocked it further towards first base. He finally grabbed. Michael and Jessica paused at the door to smile at each other some more. ‘Michael, today what you did in class…’ Jessica said softly. ‘Yeah?’ ‘It…it was really hot,’ she whispered. With a mischievous smirk she slipped into her room. *** The next day passed slowly. Shower, breakfast, classes, lunch. Then more classes and then finally dinner. Michael tried to pay attention and retain what his teachers were saying in ‘Male Hygiene’, ‘Sexual Positions Part One’ and ‘Intro to Seduction’ but it was. The people there, the dancing people, who David usually finds annoying and way too centered in themselves and their stupid dancing, were giving them big warm smiles and gesturing them in. They were smiling at them and they were clearing them the way across the dance floor. No matter how crowded it looked, whenever he and Jolene walked to a certain spot, people just parted to the sides and let them through. He felt like he was Moses crossing the Red Sea and the waters suddenly divided before.