It was hot and sticky outside so I wore as little as possible, which for me meant jeans and a tanktop. I knew he worked for the city where the game wa..., but that was the last thought I gave it. I talked to him earlier in the day and he never mentioned anything about working the game. I took my best friend and sister with me to the game. My sister had made the same promise, and my friend genuinely liked football, so he tagged along. Just before halftime I decided to go down to the concession. I spend hours… oh what the hell. Catch me.’ She jumped at him hard, lightly winding both of them. He’d staggered back and overbalancing and pulled her under. ‘You fucking beast,’ Farrah said as they surfaced, both gasping. She hammered her fists against his chest and he laughed and told her not to be a bad-tempered bitch. ‘I thought you’d hold me high so my hair would only get splashed a little.’ Instead of answering he kissed her with growing passion. She groaned and pulled his hand on to a. "With her as my guide we took the short cut into town and the Jaycees ballfield finding the "Bears" already assembling at the "Home Team" dugout andTom running toward them even before the engine shut down it seemed.He was a so-so player because he tened to shy away from the ball what at bat but he was pretty good in the field catching more then a couple pop ups. Mother was watching her baby intently jumping up when caught one - the secondary advantage was that her boobs bounced when she did.I. Did I just think that, under our trees? When you wake up I shall tell you that, our trees, Sweetheart, our trees. When I first saw you, my impression of you was no nonsense, so spit and polish in your uniform. Solid and formidable, unyielding with your feet firmly planted, much like your trees, our trees now! And then you shook my hand, firmly but gently, such strong hands, tough and callused hands, but warm, like the sun kissed bark of our lovely trees. Dear God, I’m so horny, I can’t wait.