His right hand stayed where it was for a little bit as his left hand picked up a split strawberry from her plate. He very carefully and gently rubbed ...t along her chest inside the dress, gathering up her whipped cream and painting her nipples a new shade of red that faintly matched her hair. Then he slid underneath the table very quietly, taking the strawberry with him. Kayla could hardly describe what she felt next. That damned cold strawberry moved along the insides of her thighs, following. My mother can attest to that tenacity still noting how I always had the dirtiest uniform on the team. Late in the game, the first thing I noticed as I straddled the bag at third, was the setting sun shining brightly from just over the pitcher’s shoulder. Glancing first at the runner as he moved several steps off the base, I pulled down the brim of my hat, squinted my eyes and looked back into the glaring sun. The pitcher became a thin, dark silhouette against a searing forest fire of a sun. I. Her maid'sdress was made from completely transparent pale yellow organza with whitetrim. A white satin corset must have reduced her waist down to undertwenty-two inches. Her open titties, partial supported by the corset'squarter bra, were enormous -- perhaps an "E" cup, which really was huge onsuch a tiny frame.Her long dark hair was neatly piled upon her head with a huge white ribbonand lace maid's bonnet at its peak. Her stiletto heels had to be at leastsix inches. However, three other things. I rolled my eyes and just followed him. Turns out the place was not really as isolated as we thought it was. It was not brimming with customers but it was not empty either. There was an Old Wild West music in the background and the guys looked like cowboys themselves. Well, hello there…, one of them said. Wanna grab a beer?, the bartender asked as I sat. I just nodded and downed at least half the bottle at once. Slow down a bit Cassy, my cousin said. He had just arrived from the restroom and.