She sat, naked, in front of the dressing table mirror and attached a new set of false nails which she then painted a seductive bright red that she had...chosen to match her lipstick. She turned to the bed and standing up she slowly started to put on the new underwear she had been saving, it was a lovely black lace set with full back panties but with high cut legs. The suspender belt was first to go on followed by the stockings, Sally had thought long and hard about the stockings but in the end. I undressed and got in the shower, soaped myself up and began to play with my cock imagining what Eve must be like in bed. I lathered up my now rock hard cock stroking the soap suds up and down the entire length of my rod whilst mentally fucking Eve.Knowing full well that I could not wank myself off in her shower I just contented myself with the pleasurable stroking whilst I finished showering.Drying and dressing, I went downstairs. Eve had made a cup of tea. We stood in the kitchen and drank. After taking my cuts in batting practice, I motioned to her in the stands to come down to the edge of the field to talk to me. By now, Sandy was a familiar figure to the senior usher who guarded the steps that approached the Orioles' dugout. He offered no resistance."You were hitting the ball OK, there," Sandy observed."Yeah. And, and that's real meaningful, because our batting-practice pitcher is wingin' 'em in there something fierce! He's deceptive! And he must be throwing, oh, at least 70. Again I uttered a silent prayer for the little girl whose leg was taken from her. I suddenly realized that I was not hearing the low roar of the chimney turbine, and went to check on it. Sure enough, the flame was out, and I was amazed to find the valve to the diesel turbine closed so tightly I could not turn it. The valves are quite delicate, so much so that one of the first things I did when training people to use the cremator was to caution them that the valves are to be closed gently, so as.