' Guess they didn't have to abbreviate that."Grabbing the pull handle, he tilted the case into its balanced position. "Son-of-a-bitch. This thing is h...avy," he told the wolf. Lobo sniffed and put his front feet on the case to smell the hide again. "And you still can't piss on it," he added. "Go piss on the carcass if you want to." Then the thought hit. "Oh, shit. I'm surely not going to eat the meat, but I know for a fact that you will eat it," he said as he let the case settle into its resting. "Yes Papi. You want me to find them and wear them for you? So you can fuck your Carmen slut with her shoes on, don't you Papi?" she cooed. Besides her perfect tits, the next thing I noticed about Carmen when I first met her were the shoes she was standing in. They were silver pumps with enormously high stiletto heels and two and a half inch platform soles. I didn't know it at the time but it was her favorite look, big, skysc****r heels, usually with 1-3" platforms. I learned later that she wore. Gotta keep all three starting outfielders because Brennan’s starting as DH, and we don’t want you playing outfield.”“Or infield,” I said. “I know my reputation as a fielder, Mr. Warren.”“Paul,” he said. “I’m a manager, not an accountant.”“Yessir,” I said.“Paul,” he said again.He told me to sit down. He sat down too, behind his little desk in that tiny office. “I hear real good things about your bat,” he said.“I’m pretty sure I can hit up here,” I told him. “I got no illusions about ... the. "I'm not promising anything about College. I like working the boat, and Uncle Bob needs a full time mate." She didn't blush this time. "We might even expand the business some day." We'll see," said Bob, who wasn't too worried about it. He was pretty sure Mandy would get the wanderlust that most kids got, and want to leave home and see the big, wide world. And when she did she'd lose interest in him and his boat. That was probably a good thing, considering how things were turning out. He might.