It stayed that way until the seventh inning, with young Bausch pitching a three-hitter and walking nobody. But the Orioles weren't hitting either, so ...t only took a minor Yankee uprising in their half of the seventh to put them back in it, taking over a 2-1 lead.I got another hit -- a single -- with nobody out in our eighth, and damned if Tough Shit Williams didn't launch one, putting us ahead to stay, 3-2.I was thrilled to have survived the game errorless at third, and when I talked to Maureen. Of course there were two more vehicles; one for the media group and one for Secret Service agents. They were all in for a surprise. The gator was going to carry us to the blinds and drop us off. There was no room in the blinds for all that group. One media person and one Secret Service agent were all that I was going to allow along with the two guides.The guide carried us to the blinds that were over to the far side of the property. The media were really out of luck if they thought long range. The feeling of revulsion mixed with animalistic lust made for a heady cocktail. Mandy spread till her thighs were virtually sideways flat on the bed, needing his cock all the way in, and more. "Fuck me Alan," she squealed. "Fuck your little whore bitch stepdaughter till she screams."The words elicited a look of disgust in Alan, as the full magnitude of what he was doing hit home. But by then it was too late. He needed to cum hard inside her, as punishment if nothing else. The little whore had. ? As the coed recalled thenightmare and the trick she had taken part in that had gone so horribly wrong,she painfully with a grimace the stairs to her bedroom and stealthy closed andlocked her door finally reaching the solace of her room.? The pretty eighteen year old coed pursed herlips in a pout as she took of her costume, wincing in agony as her tight blackcostume dress made to worn tight and panty line visible, now dug into her weltand cut swollen bottom that had so vengefully punished for.