Why not? Tomorrow was a day off for almost everybody -- Independence Day! But not for the Bluefield Orioles. We'd be back here, at the same old stand,...for an afternoon game.At least we didn't play many doubleheaders anymore.My players had headed for the concrete-block building that served as our locker room and shower, but I lagged behind to see if I could get another look at Orlie Martinez. I was peeking around the edge of the dugout from inside when she caught me at it.Maybe she'd been. I tuned around to face him and immediately gasped when I saw his robe open and his enormous cock standing at full attention. I continued to play coy, and asked him "Did I do that?". He said "Hell yes, now get over here." I shook my head again and instead got the lube from the bag and poured a big shot of it on my fingers and laid back on the floor with my legs up in the air. I pulled the strap of the thong away from my tight hole and watched his eyes staring at my ass as I slid a finger deep. I saw some empty boxes and then retreated to my room which was next to Christine's. I could hear the shower running and the bedroom door was open. I went to close it and the showere went off and out popped Christine. She had a housecoat on and she was drying her hair. She saw me and smiled saying how glad she was to see me. I said hello and asked if everything was all right. She smiled but asked if I could fix the door on the closet which kept sliding open. I went in and bent down. I. Steve replied, "As far as I can tell, he's waiting for you to call him so he can tell you. And it's a lot later there than it is here.'Sara pulled herself together and began dialing the number. As soon as it rang, Teddy answered and Sara said, "Teddy, it's Sara. What are you doing in New York?'"Thanks for calling me right back, Sara, ' Teddy said, "Here's the situation. I had to come back East because I'm interviewing for a new job. I got this call just Thursday and decided to check it out —.