"Rule Number One: real tears, not fake. And it was strictly enforced. I'd failed once. And I never failed again.Rule Number Two: obey all rules.Miss ...e positioned those adorable pink tennis shoes, spread them out to her advantage."Brace!"The tears came easily---I craved them. I needed to eclipse that level of pain where pleasure would imminently follow. Where the tendrils of nerve endings would activate in the farthest cadres of my physiology. The pleasure then would catch fire, radiate and. The master then turned to the men and said, men there is the most beautiful bird feeder you will ever see. They had to agree.Cindi had no idea how long she was going to be there or what it would feel like to be pecked by the birds. She wouldn’t have long to wait. The men retreated back to the deck to enjoy a beer and a game of poker as they watched the action. It came quickly. She didn’t really know much about birds but the blue jays and cardinals were not hard to spot. They, along with many. She felt so drawn in by him. She had a better view of him now too and could see that he had the most incredible blue eyes. They were such a deep shade of blue and had the most enticing sparkle in them. She watched as they played so many of her favorite songs. They played in a way that she felt as if she could touch each note. She watched the bass player as he strummed the strings on his bass. He strummed up & down in a very rhythmic way. His other hand slid back & forth along the neck,. I forgot all about watching Mike piss as the innings past by. Before I knew it, Jose Valverde struck out the side in the ninth to nail down the save, the game was over. I looked up the the big scoreboard in left field, and my eyes widened as I saw the score: 3-2 Detroit. I lost, but at that time I really didn't feel like I did. I didn't know exactly what was going to happen, but I knew somehow his penis was going to end up in my hand, and hopefully much more. I caught his eye, and he was.