The only caveat he put upon his signature that day was that it would only appear on merchandise purchased from the store or on officially licensed Maj...r League Baseball apparel. As with all players who were part of the player's union, Brock received a pretty healthy check each month from vendors who sold official gear. It was part of the Collective Bargaining Agreement and it was one of the rare times he and Al Perez were compensated identically.He wouldn't sign slips of paper, photographs, old. This guy—Deon??—wanted to drive me home. No way. Not interested. I got in my car and pulled out of the parking lot, wanting to get away from there as fast as I could. Apparently, that was too fast. I forgot to turn the headlights on. I wasn’t half a block away when a cop car pulled me over. I had trouble finding my ID, I finally gave it to him with my rental agreement.He made me get out of the car. Walk this line. I could barely see the line he pointed at. It’s fucking January and there’s three. Mrs Briggs and I stared at Amy's plump white breasts with their hard pink nipples. Then at the shaved pouting lips of her pussy, which she further exposed by standing with her legs apart and thrusting her hips forward. She waved her hand at me and told me to get off her mother.'I will show you the first part of your punishment,' she said and crawling onto the bed she took hold of my erect cock and plunged her mouth over it. I watched as Mrs Briggs looked on. Her face was a mixture of horror,. You are so fit," Don said while mentallyrolling his eyes. Don opened the door and the young man entered hisapartment first."You can put them on the table there and thank you again so much," Dontreated the young man with another sweet smile."Anytime, Miss. My name is John and I live in 208 if you ever needanything else. Anything else at all, don't hesitate," John said withapparent hope in his voice."Oh, I won't hesitate. Thank you John. You are very sweet," Don saidand watched Larry leave.