Next, where to go, oh yeah, the half bath downstairs, so I rushed down the stairs into the kitchen, rounded the corner to laughter, and shot into the ...avatory. That's when I realized I was still naked. Who was in the kitchen laughing at me? Was it Mom, Ronnie, Suzie, who?? Now what do I do? There was an old worn out towel in there that we used when we had greasy or very dirty hands. We used the raggedy towel to wipe with so we wouldn't ruin the nice towels. But that old thing was so threadbare. In our financial position, practicality had to overcome all emotions. * I passed a very pleasant couple of hours with Andy in a West End restaurant that lunchtime. I dressed for the occasion and he was bright, confident and really good company. We talked of Jamie and my plans again and of course about the company’s current problems. Although the financial climate was extremely tough, Andy seemed confident he could come to an agreement with the one remaining source of funds. “They are a bit odd. Through the distance, I could see the look of determination on his face as he studied the catcher’s signals. I bit my lip as he made the throw. In an instant, the pitch was made. His amazing speed and accuracy ended the game as the umpire signaled strike three. The game itself was over. But for me, the fun was just beginning. As the crowd trickled out, my heart raced when the P.A. announcer broadcast over the booming speakers, “the winning pitcher is Hideki Ito”. I beamed with pride and sexual. .. but... I feel it. Like God's touching me through you.”“Maybe he is,” I said, grinning at her. I pulled her to her feet and then I sat down on the AC unit, drawing her after. My cock bobbed, still hard. She shuddered and then ripped her hands from mine to attack the buttons of her pale dress. I smiled as she bared her large breasts cupped in a snowy bra. It fell down her body, the silk rustling about her body. Her panties matched her brassier, the fabric cut with a delicious sweep up to her.