Out of all of the men, Sonny, I think noticedmy loitering around the team. I wanted so bad to be cradled in Sonny's armsand be held against his large ...airy chest. He smoked cigars and ate likecrazy to feed that massive belly that I secretly adored. Sonny was alsoowner and proprietor of the sponsor of his team. Enough intro.I was in my third or fourth week of making short appearances at the bowlingalley, after I got to watch a couple of studs pee, I would wax my carrot,shoot a watery load onto. He leaned forward, intently studying the screen. It was as if the women were having non-stop orgasms, even after the guy was spent. Funny, but he'd never noticed that before.It got Rick thinking. Eventually, his thoughts converged on a strange idea. He glanced at the screen, at the big-titted actress getting dorked, and then at the silver box. Back at the screen, then the box again. Finally, he couldn't take it any more. He stepped to the box and pressed his hand against the reddish. What if she goes ballistic, and that places you in the middle of a shit storm? What if she is horribly hurt, and you feel guilty? What if she decides that I’m some asshole, who swept you off you feet, impregnated you, and now I’m gonna let all your family in on the fact that I’m a superficial piece of shit, and I’m gonna make tracks for outer Uzbekistan? What if you feel like she hates me, and that puts you in the middle, and you have to choose between your own mother, and me, and you never. Her boobs were firm and she didn’t wear a bra on the day. A little diamond stud glistened in her navel above the low cut shorts. To save her from any more embarrassment I stood up and after calming, her down invited her to join me for lunch. It took several glasses of wine before she relaxed but eventually she sat back in her chair, smiled at me and said: “So tell me why the fuck you cared enough to come and rescue me?” An hour or so and a bottle of wine later we.