We swapped more fantasies. I mentioned that I'd expected my anal virginity to had been lost that weekend. He told me he'd love nothing more than to ta...e it, but he wasn't sure I'd wanted it then and I had been too shy to ask.I found myself on a train again, this time to somewhere else. One of his fantasies had involved a hotel so we booked a plush place in the middle of the country. When I knocked on the hotel room door, I was wearing a short skirt, suede knee boots, black opaque stockings and. "This is the first time I've washed you like this since you were a baby. You were about 3 years old. Things have certainly changed since then. Now you're a full-grown woman. AND A VERY BEAUTIFUL, SEXY woman. I would overhear boys talking about you in Junior High, and High School, and would get upset. I wanted to beat them for talking about you like they did, but I couldn't. They would talk about wanting to lay you, or eat you out, and talk about your "pretty ass and tits," or wanting to "split. And then there’s Ted’s deep sexy, very masculine voice. Think James Earl Jones. Only very soft and sweet, never with the meanness and hostility of a Darth Vader.When his big brown eyes gaze lovingly into my eyes and right into my very soul, and then that deep sexy voice so lovingly calls me “my sweet little slut,” mmm my heart just absolutely melts! And so does my pussy! “My sweet little slut!” Hell yeah, I love when he calls me that! And the way he says it! I would do just about anything he. It also sounded different when it was thrown. You could hear it displace the air, and then when it hit the catcher’s glove there was a satisfying smack.I guessed correctly, and the young man swung too late. The only other pitch I had confidence in was my split-finger fastball. For all intents and purposes, it looked like a fastball but would drop at the last moment.Their batter wasn’t about to let another fastball get by him. I had an inner smile when he zeroed in on the pitch and took a.