She blinked when she recognized the guy out there."What?" Jen asked."He's in left field," Emmy said, gesturing down the line."Left field?" Meredith as...ed, leaning forward to see for herself. Brock had been watching his friends as he loosened up by playing catch with the ball boy. He gave a brief wave when he saw them all leaning forward in their seats to get a glimpse of him.The game went OK. Only one ball was hit to left field and Brock fielded in cleanly. The only problem he had was figuring. What a lame joke, I thought to myself as I reached for the remote control. Just as I was about to hit pause, however, the action began. A woman stumbled into the frame from the lower right-hand corner. I could see that her arms were stuck behind her back, but I couldn’t make out how they were bound. She wore tight jeans and a vaguely familiar baggy sweatshirt. Her hair dangled past her shoulders in two wide auburn pigtails. She frantically flailed her head from side to side as she. As for underwear, I had my favorite set of black lace thong and bra. Thong and jeans are my favorite combination. Actually, my favorite combination is jeans with no panties at all, but that was too much for a workday.It was a long day, but eventually, it was five and David knocked at my open door.“Ready?” he asked, winking.I have a weakness for a man who winks at me.“You have no idea how ready I am,” I thought. But I said, “I am,” clearing my desk and turning off my laptop. I locked the door,. When they left a few minutes later he breathed a sigh of relief. He poured himself another glass of wine and sat in silence as he pondered on what they were doing. He knew that the intention was for Denzil to take her for a quiet drink somewhere so that they could talk some more but he couldn’t help wonder what else they would be doing. Back in the days when he was dating her they had a favourite spot where they could go and make love in the back of his car. They used to rush off to it before.