Something that she had never been very fond of doing, not even to her Mother. “Can I push you again?” she asked pulling away from him. She didn’... want to but he wasn’t like all the other trashy men she had dated in the past. He was nice and she wanted him to make the passes. “Heck yes! I hope some of my friends see us.” He said smiling at her. He’d love to show off this sexy lady that really seemed to like him. Not like some of the others that he had thought liked him but in the end they’d only. ’ ‘Yeah gone….she left whilst I was away filming….back to New York.’ ‘Want to meet up tonight?’ ‘Yeah….’ Putting down the phone and walking into his bedroom he stopped at the door, the pain starting in his heart as he saw the open wardrobe, gaps where her clothes used to be. Drawers were open and the top of the dressing table, usually covered in her mess of makeup and bottles of perfume was now empty. The simple proof of his loss started the tears to fall, and he sunk down on the edge of the. "Part of me was grateful to have the ball club thing settled. Packaging the Branson operation, and having it all go away at once, eliminated my big worry as far as taking the trip was concerned.Once my arm blew up, the allure of the team seemed to go away with my ability to throw a baseball. When Mr. Bell died, I lost my best friend, and partner in the ball club. For me, the best thing was to let it all go and get on with raising our children, and living our lives.I was absent-mindedly petting. Jane's sudden return through the broken door, nude had startled her. "What happened?" asked Patty, taking in Jane's naked body. Half the semen on Jane was still wet and the other half dried flakes."Aket, that's what happened," growled Jane, striding over to the basin. "And he has the COCK!" Oh no!" gasped Patty. Her eyes filled with concern for the loss of the COCK and then horror as she once again gazed at her mistress' nude body. "You had relations with a NEGRO!" Come now Patricia, it appears.