For some reason, we were shopping where we don’t normally shop, the hard-wear department. He picked up some thing and made some naughty gesture, and...that lit the fire. We started teasing each and touching and kissing and playing. I knew where this was going, and we needed to go as well. Even in the car, we couldn’t keep off each other, and almost wrecked a few times. I hadn’t been this horny in months. He was so sexy looking and gorgeous! By the time we got home and in the door, our clothes. " Of course," I said, relaxing some. "Just the usual daily until then."He nodded again and waved me away, turning toward the man who had signed me to two good contracts that brought me almost a half-million dollars. I wondered where it had gone. I actually knew but hated to admit I knew. I had tried hard to forget her name.I clacked carefully down the steps and behind the batting cage found Buzzy Harder again. "He hired me," I said carefully, "who do I see about a uniform?"He just shook his. "Yeah, an old soggy wolf with stinky fur." Darlene's nose wrinkled as she gave me an inquiring glance. I shrugged and looked over at the ladies assembling along the second-floor balcony opposite our position. We had become persons of interest, and the sisters were curious to see what the cat dragged in. Entering the relative privacy of the bathroom was a relief. After a week alone with Seraina, I found the throng of curious onlookers to be slightly overwhelming, or as Darlene would quip, “Too. We started to make stupid bets on the game, such as who would score next and I was loosing nearly every one and I started to act as if I was getting more drunk. I wanted to make sure he thought that I was interested in him and I turned toward him and made sure my skirt rode up again past the top of my stocking and with my legs a bit apart so he could see my red panties and now he had his hand on my thigh, gently rubbing it. As we continued to make bets I told him I had no more money to buy him.