”“Are you considering moving here?”“Yes, but there is going to be some considerable discussion about that.”“I noticed you bring some power...to the plate.”“Yes, the third base coach for the Sky Sox made some suggestions that have paid off well. I’ve been fortunate in my short career to have good coaching. I just try to listen and learn.”“Okay, Eric. You’ll be at spring training as our leading candidate to start at third. How well you do will determine if that happens. I think it can. There also. Her sweet Amanda was ignoring her calling and while Karen sure knew how to fuck she was far to bitchy to proper submissive. She pulled out the book and examined the men she had decided to be the more likely candidates for the new master of the house. Jack Roberts, a student in one of her classes who was kind of pudgy and avoided talking to a lot of people. He had black unkempt hair and seemed to enjoy being alone but when she caught him with the Beauty trilogy and doodling some bondage. If he had to wager in a guess, and if his memory served him right, it had been probably several weeks since he last bathed himself. If someone were to come to his apartment building at that very moment, they would be greeted with the stench that would put even a sumo wrestler to sleep in a matter of seconds.‘The Trashmaster’ his online friends called him, due to the sheer amount of trash in his room. The floor, the ceiling, his bed, even in between the wall-mounted air conditioner somehow, it. I wanted to live out my fantasy and be nasty with Lanny.“Hey Zak, I am finished, and you can come in,” said Lanny.“Alright, I am coming in.”I walked into the bathroom and looked at Lanny and I was getting excited. Lanny slapped me and on the ass and dropped his towel and bent over to pick it up. My God, I saw his pretty tight hole once again and I took a deep breath. I thought about dropping on my knees and spreading his cheeks and doing naughty stuff with my tongue. The shower did not help.