“A what?”Jake explained the concept and Miss Doane listened in rapt attention. It was exactly the kick-off impetus she needed. The career of the s...ccessful and prolific ‘Rebecca Doone’, undisputed queen of the Bodice Ripper genre was off and running, even though they did not know the magnitude of that yet.The team watched game films of St John’s High, their next opponent and conference rival, that Tuesday afternoon. St. John’s had a passing offense - a rarity, these days - and they were. She whipped her ass about in a tight circle, moaning with passion.Pam worked her middle finger vigorously into her cunt, her legs parted, knees bent slightly. Her eyes glowed with hunger as she watched her daughter’s creamy ass flying up and down. It was a beautiful thing to see, Pam thought. Her daughter fucking herself so passionately, so wildly. Josee’s face, so beautiful, was now contorted into a grimace of mindless ecstasy. As she rammed the fake cock in and out of her cunt with energetic. ”I congratulated the youth on his skill and his luck. The youth beamed with my praise. Burton congratulated him as well, as did Ruba and Ohba. The deer had already been field dressed. With the help of Burton, the two young hunters hung it in a tree for the night. Of course part of it went into our supper, which Ohba made, while Ruba dealt with the skin.We posted sentries that night as I didn’t know the area or who or what might be about. I doubted that if there were people about that they. Big advantage to know when a breaking ball is coming at you.”I said, “That’s one massive board.”Chip nodded, “It’s evolved over time. Had to. Scores used to be posted by hand. Then mechanically. Of course it’s all digital now.”“Like the train board in Grand Central Terminal.” Chip wasn’t the only board-literate one on that pitcher’s mound.On the drive back to the Wrigley, it was like Walker was on a sugar high. He couldn’t stop babbling about the insider tour Chip had given us. Then he got that.