"Joe told me before the game, "Remember what you did with Price? You do the same thing if you think you're tired or sore. I know you're like Price and...want a complete game, but let's just win this and not worry about who finishes."Joe had me batting third today. I don't think I had ever batted third. I probably have, but it was a different place for me to be.I watched the pitcher warm up and made some comments that reflected the pitchers' book. You had a choice of first pitches, since he liked. In the full light, she is more beautiful than I ever imagined. Her figure is thin as a string, yet perfectly proportioned. Narrow hips with an even narrower waist. Small breasts with puffy aerolas that stand out an inch or more. Despite the cool night, her skin is beaded with perspiration, except along her open inner thighs, a glossy smear of vaginal secretions creates a bright shimmer. Honey-blonde hair encircles her head in an angelic halo. Her eyes are pale blue--the color of a tropical. As I threaded her panty down I bent and pursed my lips right onto her clit making her swoon and her legs to relax open. She was soaking with her sweet juices and I could barely lap at them fast enough. She called out my name and swooned, groaned and begged me not to stop until she began to puff, stiffen and cream onto my tongue. When she let the spasm go she mumbled something making me raise my head."What was that?" I asked."Get your dick up here so I can taste it and get it ready to fuck me.". I was on the button (the dealer's position if we players actually dealt out the cards). Everyone called the big blind around to Mr. Scowl. He raised. I was curious if he raised because he had good hole cards or if he was trying to make a statement that he was back. I had K Q off suit and called.Only one player folded due to Mr. Scowl's raise. The dealer then turned the flop (the first three cards) and it was 6 8 J of various suits. Everyone still in checked around to Mr. Scowl. He bet and I.