All you have to do is watch that dark spot until it hits your glove.’ And there it was, in the middle of the bright light a dark, black spot grew an... grew at an incredible speed. All I had to do was wait until the dark spot hit the glove and then I could spin and tag the runner, completing the universal perfect pickoff play. The dark spot quickly blacked out the sunlight and I closed my glove and began to swing it toward the runner desperately diving back toward the base. Unfortunately I moved. The cab dropped us off at the curb, we retrieved our bags from the trunk, and walked across the parking lot to the side door. We banged on the door and soon a pleasant face appeared in the small wire mesh re-enforced window in the door."Hello, welcome. You must be Joe and John our new volunteers. Come in, I'm Sister Ann."We followed her into the kitchen; all around us the atmosphere was that of controlled chaos. People shouting to be heard, needing supplies, asking for help, cooking food on a. Gus smoothed the lapels past her shoulders and let the overalls hang from her waist. Her hands unclipped the back strap and she gently eased Ned’s fixated grope on her bra cups in order to remove them. Turning aside, she closed the engine hood. Gus guided Ned to lean back against the car grill, taking time to kneel and slide his shorts down his legs. She confronted his half hard prick. Ned watched her tongue lap around his shaft and knob. He looked up to close his eyes but instead was. Jason opened his eyes and looked up at her. “You’re undressing me?” he asked with a slur.“You’re drunk. I’m going to put you to bed.”“Oh, okay. But it’s your bed. Will you go to bed with me?”“Not for what you are thinking, Jason.” Jason went to sleep - or passed out - the minute his head hit the pillow.“I’m going to lie down with Jason for awhile,” she told Doug. “I’m worried about him.” She turned off the lights in the room, leaving one lamp burning so she could still see Jason.“You need some.