You took it all." Cindy closed the clamp and retrieved the nozzle from between my buttocks. "Well done, Nick."I rolled onto my back. "Now, we wait for...the cramping," I remarked.Cindy began palpitating my belly. "You are full ... Sometimes massage helps get things moving." Yeah ... I'm beginning to feel it." Crampy pressure was building in my belly, starting high and becoming more distinct and more intense as it moved down toward my rectum. Tensing the muscles in my bottom I held back the first. She hated having anything to do with the hired hand. She never knew what to say to him, always being afraid of sounding too familiar, or worse still, acting very haughty with him. She began to stroke the donkey's strong arched neck."Jacob seems to be in fine shape," she mused, running her eyes admiringly over the animal's sleek black and white body."All the exercise he gets keeps him trim," Sam smirked, and Sandra turned to look at him."I thought he's kept inside for the season..." Sandra. Each time he faced the opposite way, I slyly glanced a quick look. And when he was bent over, building the fire, I actually got hard and hard to excuse myself quickly with the pretext of a quick ‘bathroom’ visit. When I returned, we cooked a quick dinner over the fire, then took a walk through the woods and returned to relax and have a few beers as we once again talked and talked. Chip pointed out stars and constellations and we talked about other worlds, old and possibly future. I could. With Tampa, I never got the impression that anyone expected me to be anything but their last-resort relief backup, stored away down in Durham.With Baltimore, I got treated almost like a veteran. Several of the regulars took the time to come by and introduce themselves, and tried to make me feel at home. A couple of them said something about how the club "really needed a good left-handed reliever." This put me under a little self-induced extra pressure, but it made me feel good, all the.