I looked down, and her smooth slit was glistening with pure desire. Slowly, I took my thumb and index finger and peeled back the thin layer that cover...d her clit. She moaned even more as I exposed it. So pink and hard, it shined, glimmered, in the light of the room from its own wetness. I ran my finger down her perforation until I felt her hot wet opening and stuck my finger slightly inside, just enough to get some of her wetness on my finger. Returning back up to her erect clit, I touched it,. "I could be put on waivers. They might be able to get value for me, from a non-contender, in a waiver-based trade." The Yankees -- or somebody else in contention -- would block it." she said. "Why can't he just let it go, and use you the same as always?" He could," I said. "And he might. Problem is, if this gets out among the players and coaches, any way Paul uses me will be -- y'know -- kind of suspect." I don't understand," she said."If he doesn't use me, it'll be seen as Paul taking petty. My nipples are hard and so sensitive, my body tenses every time you brush them. You loosen your grip on me, and pull my cardy over my head, as i lower my arms, my bra fall on the ground as well. There I am, on the open, naked from the waist up, my face red and my temples wet from sweat and arousal. I initiate the move to turn and look at you, I realize that I haven’t really seen you yet, since you arrived, but you stop me. You are pressed against my back, I feel your hardness against me,. “You must be hungry by now.”He took me to a nearby restaurant. They seemed to know who he was there. Without a word, we were shown to a quiet table in the back. As soon I sat down across from him, “Why am I here, and why are you making me wear all of this?” I asked. He didn’t answer me instead he took out a pack of Marlboro lights cigarettes from his pocket and put it in his mouth. A waitress with regular features appeared from nowhere and without saying anything she lit Aeron cigarette with a.