The session ended, she stuck around at the front table, and waited until everyone else had left. She came to me and said, "Exceptional job - you are a...home-run hitter!" I thanked her and suggested she take my business card. "You want me to call you?" I said, "Yes - let's connect!" She smiled, tilted her head down in a knowing way, and left the room.I packed up my stuff and left the room. Who was standing outside the door? Granny! (Granny Here: I was waiting for him to come out - didn't have. "I shrugged. "Think you'll miss anything if I'm not there to keep you straight?"Robbie made a rude noise and walked over to Ricky and his dad.I went in the dugout, slapped a few backs, and stuffed my glove and bat into my equipment bag. Outside, I caught the coach's eye and pointed to Tami. He nodded, then went back to his conversation with Robbie and Ricky.I let myself through the gate and hugged Tami. "I didn't know you were coming." I wasn't sure I was," Tami said after a long kiss. "Had to. He shot and moved to his left. Another swish.Around the three-point line he went, a few feet at a time, on both sides of the line. Almost every shot went in, most cleanly, and Mike kept feeding him."Stop," yelled the teacher, when the boy reached the other sideline. "Shoot again." He did, smoothly, effortlessly. "OK, back up and shoot." He backed up a few feet. "Back some more. Shoot." He did and again it went in, barely touching the rim. "All the way back, to the sideline." That one went in. "Uuhhmm...Piss!... The drink of whores!" They drove away laughing with promises ofbringing more friends to fuck the whore. Cumbag stood on the shoulder tremblingas the waves of her orgasm washed over her. Cumbag walked shakily carrying her signs, sipping on piss. As she wasputting up the next sign, 'COME ONE, COME ALL, JUST CUM ON THE SLUT!' aTennessee Highway Patrolman stopped beside the bent over slut. He stared at herred ass and wet bald cunt for a minute. Cumbag didn't know who had stopped.