“Were you watching the whole game?”“Yeah! I saw your home run too!”“You did?” I asked him in earnest. “Then this is for you.” I pulled...the dated ball out of my pocket and handed it to him.“Is this the ball you hit?” he asked in wonder.“Yep, take it home, but don’t leave it outside please,” I raised an eyebrow to him. “George will destroy it.”“MOM! Jake gave me his ball!”He couldn’t wait to show it to mom, then ran off to show it to practically everyone else.“That was very nice of you, Jacob,”. I wasn't sure what to do. She opened my blouse up and reached around under my blouse behind my back and undid my bra and let it fall. It felt so good as my bra fell off my tits and they swung forward and down as they were freed of the constraint of the bra. My tits were sticking out of my blouse, my blouse gaping open and I took it off. Now I just had my jeans and boots on and was topless I reached behind her and unzipped her dress then pulled it up over her head getting tangled in her hair.. Stilling herself, she opened his submissions page. There were about thirty short stories there, most of which came under the BDSM category. Reopening his bio in a new page, she read every word over and over. His name was Gary. He didn’t give his surname. He was thirty-four years old and had been involved in ‘the lifestyle’ for six years. Speaking honestly, he went on to mention how he had struggled with his role in Dominance and submission, and was seeking a sensual woman who was willing to. ” She replied, trying hard to comfort me. "That's very sweet of you, but…" I smiled, even though I still was not confident. "I just want you to be yourself. Most of the girls don't like men who pretend to be cool or say those romantic things just to impress the girl. A girl wants just only one thing from a boyfriend, just be honest. So it's a bonus for me." "A bonus? How?" "You will not able to lie to me." She replied, laughing at my puzzlement. "Hmmm" "Soooo... We are going out on a date.