"For a girl." Not a bad ass, either," said Ed Kotch, his assistant coach. "Wouldn't mind showing her how to handle a bat."Both men laughed as the batt...r knocked another of Jenny Mitchell's fastballs over the left field fence.Jenny didn't look like a softball player. She was a petite little thing, maybe 5-foot-2, with boobs a smidge too big for a gymnast and a smidge too small for a cheerleader. In any other context, Mike wouldn't have minded a few hours to sit back and stare at her."How bad. You just think of how much better it would be if Ron was herestroking you and licking your nipples." She began to babble…a mixture of reproofs, threats, pleas and expressionsof total outrage. I think the fact that I had told her it was her loving fiancé who hadgot her tied down like this threw her completely. If we had just been strangerswho had abducted her, her outrage would have been stronger and her resistancegreater. As things were, she was scared but somehow intrigued. Could Ron reallybe. " Yes yes," I laugh. "Don't tell anyone, but I'm actually looking forwardto it. I DID write some of the music, remember?" Aww," Jamie giggles. "My ultra-talented, ultra-sensitive fianc?!" Your super-sexy fianc?," I correct Jamie."My super-shallow fianc?!" Jamie says, sticking her tongue out at me asthe theatre slowly fills."Says the model who's also the star of a reality TV show," I say,giggling as Jamie smacks me on the head with the program of tonight'sevents. Before we have the chance to. My secret's out...my life is ruined..." he choked back a sob. "Now none of that" replied Tracy sternly "you'll ruin your makeup. Now what makes you think he recognized you?" "You saw him! He kept smiling and winking! He knew who I was! You don't think he'll tell anyone do you?" Tracy smiled. "Rhea, I don't think you have anything to worry about. If anyone told him you were a guy, he'd probably laugh." "But you saw the way he kept grinning. Why else would he?" "C'mon, think for a.