The Braves were our principal competition for the Division title and, whoosh! Our lead was gone and we found ourselves in second place.My e-mails to t...e Orioles were not quite as chirpy as they'd been there, for awhile. The Baby Birds had busted a wing, and I was going down with them!Sure enough, with only eight games left in the season, we managed to lose five and finished second in the Division -- out of the playoffs. The Bluefield fans were crushed, my kids were disappointed, and the Orioles. Like tennis or bowling, a sport of sorts just to enjoy and have fun with. But when we are alone, living our lives, planning for the future and making love, just the two of us, it's much, much more than I can put into words.There's nothing I wouldn't do to make Bethany happy and that includes letting her go if I thought her leaving me would make the woman happier than staying with me, even though if she ever did leave me I would be crushed.I've had conversations with men and women who can't. But I was a kinda drunk so my mind did not function as fast as it used to normally. Then , i am reminded of the blonde i mentioned earlier .She's a private and newly joined our team .I kept flirting with her the couple of days ago and we exchanged numbers and she sent her kik and snapchat ids.She also sent me a picture of herself (non-nude).I was expecting to fuck her that day but life had other plans...So, I take my cell phone out and open the picture and with my pants near my knees and a. I walked around the car and opened the door. I sat down and looked at her as she drove."The new house is ready and we have it all to ourselves today and tonight." Rachel I really missed you." Good because I intend to wear you out tonight." We had better stop at the frat house and get some of my clothes." You won't need clothes tonight Alan." But I might want to take my girlfriend to dinner."Rachel drove me to the frat house and escorted me to my room. She looked at the bed and smiled. As I.