Yeah, she loved to flirt, and sexual innuendos were a big part of that flirting. As I pulled into the drive, I had to remind myself that I was involv...d, and she was engaged to my friend. So fantasizing was my only option. Or so I thought. I knocked on the screen door, and Belle hollered “Come on in, Brett. I’m in the kitchen.” I opened the door and went in, straight toward the kitchen. As I looked thru the doorway from the living room, I could see Belle, all bent over wiping water. My finger went in and I felt her anal walls squeeze down on my finger. I paused, letting her relax, before I pushed it in all the way till my finger was knuckle deep. Her moans had gotten louder and louder.While I was busy teasing her butthole into giving way, she was soaping me all over. She was fondling my balls and my shaft, generously soaping them both and she too paid special attention to my butthole once she was done with my cock.Both our bodies were now covered in soapy foam and. As she got the words out, it finally hit her. "Did you just read my thoughts?" Read is not the proper term, for your thoughts do not lie open, like the pages of a book," the being said with a nod of its goat-like face. "I did however answer the unspoken question you were asking yourself." Is this Ken Eic my benu then?" Antheia asked."No. The Ken Eic does not have that status, but we are useful to the beheri, in our way, and so some efforts are allowed us in recruiting those we find who are. Evidently the scouts prefer checking people out in Mexicali, because it's the most convenient stop on the Mexican Pacific League schedule." Makes sense." Where's Hernando?"I looked around. Hernando was just coming onto the field from the clubhouse under the stands. He looked as if he'd already gone fourteen innings behind the plate. "There he is," I said, pointing him out to Josie."Looks like kind of a father figure," she said."Not so's you'd notice," I replied. "Better you think of him more as.