I could hear that he had an accent, something European, but I couldn't nail it down from his short response. They were both younger than Julie and I. ...e looked to be maybe thirty, of average height, with a short well-trimmed beard, and a dark complexion. He was also trim and quite handsome. The woman also had dark olive skin and black hair that she had pulled up into a loose ponytail. They both looked like they enjoyed a lot of hiking and outdoor fun. Aside from the accent, I would have guessed. Becky has an addiction for man sweat and spunk. There is somthing Becky needs that she gets from sniffing worn football socks or nuzzling pubes. Musky, man scent. Salty hot spunk. It makes Becky feel alive like a d**g! And now the real experience of Becky in the first person.Once Daddy is round my place and has lifted his weights and all his muscles are pumped up, I sit at his feet and take his trainers off and sniff his socks, I take a sock off and kiss his feet, licking between his toes and. You tell Carlos, you threw, maybe, seventy pitches -- real ones -- after warm-ups. He'll want to know that." What about tomorrow?" What about it?" We got the one more game here. Tomorrow night," I told him. "... You want me back here, tomorrow, during the day?" No. We can't work you like this, two days running. You stay away from here tomorrow, and don't throw at the park, either. On the road, you just do whatever Carlos says. That's what they're paying you for -- those big American Association. Our office has two bathrooms. One is by the front desk, and one is down the hall we share with other businesses in the building. It's a bit further away, so most people don't use it. When I turned back from the door, she was tugging her skirt down. Her face was bright red. I wasn't sure if she was more embarrassed to have been caught in the act, or that it was me who caught her. Three weeks ago, we had hooked up after an office happy hour. The next day, I wasn't sure if I should call, since we.