I’d spent the better part of a day trying to find the perfect one in preparation for my date with Connor, and I was more than happy with my purchase... It was peach-colored and totally sheer, with loads of cleavage spilling out the top. The dark buds of my nipples were plainly visible through it, even in the low light of the tunnel. Shane couldn’t keep his hands off me. After a few minutes of being groped, I decided that my lover had WAY too many clothes on. I pulled his sweater and his shirt off. There was an assistant at the door, but she just smiled at us and waved us in. The room was quite large, bigger than I thought it would be. In the center was a white backdrop, with a small table and a few other items. On the ground was a dark blue crushed velvet sheet, that filled in the whole space. A portion of it was balled up, so I figured that it would play somewhat of a role in the photos.Looking around, I didn't see Jennifer anywhere. However, to my surprise, Lisa Kudrow was standing. I was in bed thinking about what they all must be doing. I was on my back with a big hardon but a sheet over me. Sam tiptoed in with a bunch of girls right behind her. She got in my closet and got my hockey mask and put it on me, and strapped it on. I whispered: (Sam what the hell are you..) She said: You shut up Mr. Creep, were going to teach you a lesson. Scaring girls all over the neighborhood! ….She jerked down the sheet and there was my hardon, standing up big. She got on top of me, got. But the World Series? Nope. Not in five years.Maybe this year.I was still being used as a spot reliever. Usually, I would come in to face one batter and then, bye-bye. A couple of times, when we were winning big or losing big, Paul would leave me in for an inning, or even two, but more typically, it was Slay the Left-Handed Monster-Hitter and then go back into my cage.Fortunately, far more often than not, I was getting it done. Paul Warren clearly trusted me to accomplish the limited task I was.