Far too soon, around 10:00 a.m., I heard the phone ringing insistently and finally I got up to answer it. It was Barstow, the Traveling Secretary. "Mi...chell wants you and the Jap guy to come down after lunch."Mitchell was the Orioles' Director of Player Personnel. He was the all-purpose player honcho, ranking just under the team's duo of General Managers, Jim Beatty and Mike Flanagan."Is Mitchell gonna take this guy off my hands? Should I have him bring his stuff?" I don't know about all that.. She blushed and for a few minutes she tried to soothe my ego by saying that she and I had great sex and that I satisfied her. I wasn’t going to let this go. I knew she had it in her head I just needed to find a way for her to let it out and act on it. Finally I said to her that if I was involved with picking the guy and if it remained just about sex … nothing serious, I was cool with it. Bingo! That was all she was waiting to hear me say. My wife and I had watched porn with black guys. He showed Jen a picture of the couple and played up the fact that the young man was very good looking and extremely fit. Jen was onto him right away as the first thing she had noticed was the woman’s big breasts. She knew that Rob had a thing for big breasts so she wasn’t a bit surprised that he wanted to go through with a stunt like this.A few days later Rob was still on Jen about going through with his idea. That was when Jen finally had enough of it and said, “You want me to go through with. "Wu-uh" I choke forth, trying to get my words out. She starts across the room towards me, seeing now that I am trying to speak, her slipper clad feet move noiselessly as she rushes. She reaches her hands out before her as she walks, as if feeling the air before her will help her reach me more quickly."It's alright, Dear, take your time, let me help you." She puts a soft hand on me, scented with lotions that made her smell of cinnamon or baked cookies. She hands me a bottle of water, which I.