Our temporary, athletic housing facility was a throwback to the old days, when players lived on site to cut costs. We wanted to have immediate housing...for anyone sent to us by the club, without prior lodging arrangements in place. Many rookie minor leaguers had no idea how to rent an apartment, handle utilities, write a check, or balance their checkbook. Colleen had a woman on her staff, to help them make the transition. Housing was just part of it. Mr. Bell LOVED explaining our concept of. “She won’t .. you know. I mean, you know I love her. If sex is all I wanted in the first place, I wouldn’t have waited a year.” I was surprised at his frankness. John and I had been friends since we were in the fifth grade, and he was an open guy. Sex was part of our daily conversation but we had never discussed sex with Bella involved. I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out. “Well, she’s only fifteen. Maybe she’s not ready,” I said. Bella was a year younger than us. John. The next day my schooling began a about 2:00pm when I showed up and knocked on her door she hollered the doors open to lock it and come into her bathroom when I entered she was in the tube soaking she told me get naked and take a wash cloth and soap up her back so I she said to do it gently as if her skin was that of a baby to wash down here back all the way to her asshole than she stood up in the tube she turned to me and said very gently wash my pussy and her tits when she rinse off she. I didn’t get the impression she wanted to so I just sipped my drink and turned my attention to the band which was now playing a reved up version of Respect. At certain moments the singer was virtually humping her guitar to the delight of her admirers and the annoyance of her girlfriend. Love can be cruel sometimes, I thought. I didn’t remain idle like a frog on a log and cast my line out several times and had a few dances that can to nothing than a phone number jotted hastily on a napkin. I.