"Well at least you both have something in common." Alex smiled as thewoman realised that it was her turn and waved her hand as she disappearedinto the...next stall.************************************************************************The game had been a frustrating one for England. They had applied a tonof pressure on the Greek defence but all of their efforts had either beenneedlessly wasted or the Greek goal-keeper had been outstanding in makingsave after save. They'd let in two rather poor. Her feet were sinking up to the shin in the damp soil, and it was sticking to her legs in clumps, but without the hazmat suit she was much more nimble. It didn’t make walking easy, but it was a hell of a lot less tiring this way.Why had she been so squeamish about the mud? So what if it got on her skin, or her clothes? She could wash it off, there was water everywhere on this planet, she was never more than a hundred meters from a lake or a river. Who cared if there were creepy crawlies in the. The boys are actively staying away from her lest she rapes them. Their dicks aren’t able to give her what she craves. You need to go take the edge off once you drop off the head and footboards. We won’t be able to do much else otherwise.”I took each set of head and footboard to the designated room and then helped assemble the bed. I ran back over to get the other two. I jogged back over with those too. I could only do one dresser at a time, but they didn’t take long once I got them where I. M., I heard the phone ringing insistently and finally I got up to answer it. It was Barstow, the Traveling Secretary. "Mitchell wants you and the Jap guy to come down after lunch."Mitchell was the Orioles' Director of Player Personnel. He was the all-purpose player honcho, ranking just under the team's duo of General Managers, Jim Beatty and Mike Flanagan."Is Mitchell gonna take this guy off my hands? Should I have him bring his stuff?" I don't know about all that. Just bring him down to see.