They were sleeping together as I obsessed and ruminated about them sleeping together. Now I knew precisely what “sleeping together” was all about....Or, did I really?I picked up the phone more times than I care to admit to during that long night. And stopped myself three and four digits into the dial cycle. I knew his phone number by heart for crying out loud. Hell, I didn’t even know him six hours ago! Never heard of the man.I picked up my keys more times than I care to admit to during that long. “Hurry up John, I want it now,” I urged through gritted teeth.John positioned his prick between my swollen pussy lips and before I could protest, thrust forward with all his might.“Fuuuck,” I screamed loudly as he buried his cock deep inside my cunt. Even though my slippery tunnel easily welcomed his warm hard flesh, I wasn't what I wanted.“No you shit, up my ass, I want it up the ass.”“Shut the fuck up Andrea,” John hissed as he slammed into me again. “I’m just getting it nice and wet.” His. It was so hot, all of her worries and doubts were burnt away as she melted against him.Eventually, it was Vince that broke the kiss. "Well, after a life of crime and danger, you pick up a few tricks. But that's all behind me now, Babe. I used to run from the cops. Now I work for them. As a consultant. I'm living in an apartment not far from here. But that doesn't matter. What matters is that I'm here, with you, because I haven't stopped thinking about you since the night we spent together."It. There is already some interest in our new third baseman.”I nodded and we stood. They led me to a young woman and introduced Helen Daniels. Jensen said, “Helen knows the field well and is the guide for all our VIP tours. There might be a few players here though most don’t come in until after the first of the year even if they live in the area.” I nodded and shook hands with Helen.She said, “It’s a fair bit of walking. Do we need a cart?”I smiled. “I’m a runner. Walking around and up and down, I.