Ever since the discussion earlier and the evening I could sense the sexual tension between us. As we sat on the sofa talking in hushed voices so as no... to wake my boyfriend who was only a few feet away in the next room, I could see T looking at me with a glint in her eye. She was gently nibbling on her bottom lip practically begging me to come closer. I took her glass fom her hand and placed it on the floor. As i bent over she started caressing my tattoo on my lower back with her soft finger. Sandra stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. I had a chance to glance at her outfit. The first thing I noticed was that she wore fishnet black stockings. Her dress was really short, so short one could see the top of her stockings. It was one of those one piece dresses that were mesh material, kind of like the type you put your dirty gym clothes in. I also noticed her hair was up in a ponytail. She was so fucking hot at that moment. I succumbed to my own weaknesses. "Where is Kayla?". "You wouldn't have to coach a team," Alice said. "You could just show up -- whenever you could -- and help with the kids as an informal advisor. Now, these are kids who are really into baseball! They'd eat it up!" I don't know. Their coaches might kind of resent it, the big-deal professional guy, dropping in, lording it over them." Not so!" Alice said. "Most of these men -- and a few are women, too -- are fans themselves. Getting to rub elbows with Zeke the Streak would be a huge side-benefit. When I finished I nodded, "relax while I go find us a ride. Take rations and pack them away."The clan leader had been busy and turned as I strode towards him and grinned, "ready?"I nodded, "someone needs to collect the rest of our things to bring out later."He nodded and I looked at the map, "it should take a few hours to get there and another to check the building."I looked at him, "it will be dark by then. Tomorrow if the roof pads are safe we will clear them. If they are not we will clear a.