.. your s-slave....” she was moaning. “Oooooh... oooohhhh... fuck me... fuck me... fuck me...”As if I were not doing just that!Then I knew the m...ment had come. There were limits to my endurance. I worked up to a furious pace and, within less than a minute I came to the boil. Birgit was crying out joyfully as I shot and shot into her. We were a writhing mass of joined flesh. Exultant flesh. We slumped down on the bed, panting like runners at the end of the race. She was twitching; my thighs were. Lynn nearly blacked out. Red-hot pokers of pain rammed deep into her tits and she saw flashes of black and white light. She howled, biting at Tyler's arms. A moment later she crashed to the sun-baked dust, Tyler's rocklike body crushing her. Her jaw crunched the earth, and gritty dust filled her mouth. She gasped for breath, sweat and tears burning her eyes. She tasted blood and dirt.Tyler released her, falling beside her on his back and pulling her on top of him. She lay there limply, aware of. My vision, certainly, was normal. But I had no confidence that I could perform in a game situation. The most-recent bean-ball incident had succeeded in once again messing up my mind.Sandy had decided to come to the game, even though we both knew I probably wouldn't play. After taking my cuts in batting practice, I motioned to her in the stands to come down to the edge of the field to talk to me. By now, Sandy was a familiar figure to the senior usher who guarded the steps that approached the. I wish I could be there with you.”“I know. But it’s better this way. Remember me for how I was when we was together. When we move, I’ll call you and let you know. Otherwise, just call here.”“I will,” I said. “I’m going to miss you more than I can even begin to say.”“I’ll talk to you next Sunday,” she said.“Bye, Peaches,” I said as tears flowed down my cheeks.“Bye, Yankee.”I replaced the receiver in the cradle and stared at it. Sometime, probably in the next couple of months, she’d be gone. And.