“Are we fishing tomorrow morning?” I asked.Heather pouted at me. “Oh, Matt, I can’t. I’m sorry. I have to work until three.”“Can I come ...ee you, then?”Her demeanor brightened. “Yeah, I’d love that! You can meet my dad, too.”My heart skipped a beat.“He’s cool,” she added. “I think he’ll like you.”“All right. Do you have a lunch break?”“Yeah. Come by around eleven-thirty.”“I’ll be there, and I’ll bring food.”“Mm, that would be great!”We kissed a final time before she slipped into her house. I. I stuck my tongue out frombetween my lips and pushed my face against her ass, fucking her beautiful bottomwith my tongue. "Ugh – oh gawd – gawd nasty bitch – ugh – dirty dyke – ohoh- you're making me cum. Fuck – you're making me cum." Her legs came off the ground and danced in the air as she squealed in pleasure.It was the sexiest sight I had ever seen. She laid there for a bit, and then she sat back up and tugged her miniskirtback down. Except for a slight flush in her cheeks, she looked as if. I asked her for a kiss. She looked into my eyes for some time & put her lips on my lips.She was a good kisser. We continued our kiss for 10 minutes. Then I move some forward & pit my hands on her boobs. She had great boobs. They were round , huge. We kissed again & I pressed her boobs. We continued this game for the whole movie. After movie we sat for some time in ccd. Then she left for her home in the night she called me. We talk for 2 hours & we do phone sex chat. Next day she told me that. "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.