She had spent most of the afternoon weeping as she lay stretched out on the bed, reliving her shame and guilt over and over again, but not even that g...eat flood of tears could soften the horrible memory of what she had done, had allowed to happen to her young body in the throes of her own desire.Later that afternoon, she had dozed off, exhausted by her racking grief and by the intensely emotional and physical ordeal itself. When she had wakened, she had felt relieved at first, certain that it. In the sixth inning, the Yankee long reliever threw one inside to me again, and, despite its being a little too high, I got the bat on it and popped out to first.Now it was official. I'd made an out, and unless I got a late-inning hit, the streak would end. We were also losing the game, 3-0, at that point.It looked a little rocky, but things went badly haywire for the Yankees in the eighth. I grounded out to third to open the inning, but the Oriole bats got hot behind me and, with the help of. "I'm ready for a shower; how about you?"Sue nodded slowly."Mmm... sounds wonderful; we can scrub each other's back."Janice chuckled huskily."I'm planning on scrubbing more than your back."She took Sue's hand and they moved quickly down the hallway to the bathroom. Janice stripped away her robe quickly and stepped into the shower stall, reaching for the taps and adjusting the water as Sue peeled off the filmy baby dolls she was wearing, then moved into the warm stall beside Janice. Janice moved. "That wasn't quite what I had planned," she replied as she sat up. She threw her right leg over his body as she got off him, his cock sliding from her pussy. Still bound to the bed, he looked up at her and asked, "Now what else do you have in mind?" "You really don't know anything, do you?" she asked as she reluctantly sat on the bed next to him. "No, but I was having too much fun to try to convince you," he said. "Now will you let me up?" "Oh, how can I make this up to you?" she asked as she.