It sounded like he was chatting with neighbors. So I went out.There were Morgan and Elaine, holding 2 cute baby girls. They saw me and grinned, sheep...shly. I guess I had a questioning look on my face. I'm fast at math. Anyway, they gave me almost imperceptible nods. "Oh, shit!" I said under my breath.Of course, my dad was looking very clueless. "Am I missing something? Have you folks met before?"Awkward pause."Bob," Elaine said to my dad "we are not being very neighborly. Why don't you. I'm feeling very frustrated. Over the last few days, I've been trying to remember anything about who I am, where I am, anything. I've seen a couple of things about this place, and it's very weird. I'll try and summarize what I've seen the best I can.The doors outside are more than locked. I can't get them to budge no matter what I do. There is an attic and a basement, both of which have doors that can be budged, but I haven't managed to open them yet.I haven't confirmed whether or not this is. This is about something a little more important than baseball, I'm afraid."Brock glanced to all three faces in the room but none held an answer. It was Lu who spoke again."Mr. Miller," she began. "May I call you Brock?"Brock nodded."Brock, as you might know, correspondence sent to players through the team is opened by my people and scanned to make sure there is nothing untoward happening," she said.Brock nodded again. About once a week he would find a few envelopes in his locker stall from fans. THE CREDITS WERE ROLLING ACROSS THE SCREEN BUT NEIL AND I TURNED OUR ATTENTION BACK TO EACH OTHER. I WANT IT DOGGY, I ADMITTED IN A SEMI-BASHFUL VOICE, BEFORE GOING UP ON MY HANDS AND KNEES. MY brother BUMPED HIS FACE PLAYFULLY AGAINST THE CURVES OF MY TREMBLING ASS.AND I FELT HIS BREATH TICKLE ME BETWEEN THE THIGH AS HE LICKED THE SEXY SALT OFF MY SKIN.THEN HE PULLED BACK AND ADJUSTED HIS POSTION SO THAT HE COULD THRUST IN HIS COCK FROM THE BACK. MY PUSSY FELT WET AND OPEN, ALTHOUGH IT.