In fact, I find itquite appealing. You might even say that I consider it a bonus. AndI, for one, don't see any reason why we shouldn't begin today. Yo...know, the last time we were together, I felt a bit rushed. I wouldlove to show my gratitude to each of you if you would permit me."I leaned over Mr. Garfield's shoulder and cooed as I stroked hisface, "What do you say boss? Are you gentlemen game?"Mr. Garfield actually looked embarrassed. He stuttered as he saidthat he thought he and the others. "Sure. And you can tell me who won yours." It'll be in all the papers," I said. "And on the ESPN website." For some reason, they don't post our scores there," she said."So. I'll call and ask. I've got the number -- on your business card."We beat up on the Twins that night. It was the second of a three-game series at home. After tomorrow's game, the All-Star Break would begin. Weary ballplayers all over both leagues would either take a three-day, much-needed breather, or, if they'd been selected. Finally, D-Day came. They picked me up in their SUV. Roy was at the wheel and sitting behind him, was his stunning trophy. I was meeting both of them for the first time. Roy told me, “Now you’re in-charge, feel free to do anything.” with a wink.They were very sweet and kind to me because I was so much younger than them. Shivani kept calling me ‘beta’. I felt really nice and safe too.So we began our journey. We started talking and getting to know each other since we had never spoken before.. .. good ... now more!"She reached under her stomach with her right hand, finding her clitoris, feeling his slippery hardness sliding to and fro past her fingers, sensing its pushing deep in her bottom, and she began to rub herself furiously, grateful in one corner of her mind for the softness of the cushion that raised her hips, while the rest of her brain dissolved into the confusion of her own history, barely aware of the now loudly panting Headmaster, thrusting desperately between two bottom.