I just needed to make sure I was completely prepared. I even wrote a checklist. Yea, you can say I like lists. My list included: 1. Wax2. Apply wate... proof mascara3. Bring lip gloss 4. Pick out a hot bikini, preferably two piece 5. Bring a condom, just in case 6. Take Birth Control, If ever anything happens So yes, I was all ready for my date with destiny i.e. Jason. Thankfully the Halendale centre is only three blocks from where I live because I was running. .I can't get the door open..." Lesley who?" Came the reply. "Lesley Charleston.....I work here" she shouted in an annoyed response to the voice she did not recognise. The door clicked and she pulled the handle and dashed in out of the pouring rain. Her hair was plastered to her head. A huge man appeared out of the managers office and stared at her. Lesley was trying to get the rain coat off as she felt was it sticking to her. She glanced at the man who she didn't know, and she wondered what he. ' Charlie took his place behind me and straddled my legs just like Bruce had done. I thought that Bruce's penile head was huge, but it felt like Charlie had placed a fist against my ruptured bung hole. I tried to twist my butt away only to heard Charlie exclaim '...look a here this bitch is trying to get my dick in his ass/puss something awful...' I screamed out in agonizing pain and terror as Charlie pressed his enormously huge penile head into my poorly resisting anal opening. Taking short. 400 hump.That was comforting, but I wondered what I'd have to hit to reach my true goal of .407 -- one point better than The Splendid Splinter, Ted Williams.When we headed back to Baltimore, I had hit safely in 50 consecutive games. I was the first guy, other than Joe DiMaggio, to have ever reached that 50-game plateau.It had been a rewarding road trip. Sandy had been with me for the whole week, and (unlike earlier road trips) she had been entirely happy about being there. Besides, we were.