Unfortunately, we didn't have any base runners when I came up with two out in the first.The first pitch came in very high and very tight -- right wher... my nose would have been if I hadn't had such an open stance. As it was, it whistled by my right ear without much space to spare.The next pitch was lower, but even tighter. It plunked me, hard, just above the left elbow. The home plate umpire gestured me to first base and walked out to warn the pitcher that the next close one, to any hitter,. We ended up in the room with Anne when someone knocked on the door it was Andrea Jim's mom coming over to see her sister. I've known Andrea since I was a young boy growing up with Jim, she came in and joined us for a drink I could tell she was pretty drunk by the way she was walking and talking, she complained that her husband was a drunken idiot he got back to the room and passed out cold, then I noticed Ron and Anne were getting really friendly sitting on the edge on the bed, they were. Those pictures will have all kinds of people calling that number to identify someone who they think is us, but it will be some poor innocent soul instead. It will make it look like the government is actually doing something. I'm also sure they have much better pictures of me from when I visited the Capital, and when I was at the Hexagon. Pictures of Robert may be more difficult to locate."Additionally, they all know where this house is, and at least some of them probably have people watching it. That felt fantastic.” With a shit-eating grin he added, “You can get your hands on my cock any time you want, mom.”I smiled back at him, sort of reveling in his appreciation, then got up, grabbed a wash cloth from his bathroom, and returned to my spot on his bed, cleaning the cum from his shaft, my hand, and his torso.As I wiped away the remnants of his splattered climax, he reached inside my robe and grabbed one of my dangling tits, pulling softly on one erect nipple, then the other….”I guess.