So it was official, now. Beat the Goddamned Yankees or forget about it.The regular season's too long. The players can't sustain their emotional highs ...or 162 games. There aren't enough breathing spaces. Not enough days off. Not enough family time.I was fresher than most. Maybe because I was the only Oriole whose bed partner was with him, at home and on the road. Anybody else who was getting laid on road trips was either a Lothario picking up groupies, or a wife-cheating womanizer, or else he. "We settled into a routine. Brianna and Cathy brought home the names of the mothers in the swim team carpool. Rachel called them and made a schedule.When Rachel returned from delivering the swimmers to the pool for the first time, she came and hugged me. She said, "Cathy's mother wanted to know if I was Brianna's sister. I told her that I was your girl friend." How did she handle that?" Oh, I think Cathy must have told her something. She said only, 'Good for you. He's been in bad shape since. ” Her blush was now blood red, blending in to the scarlet of her dress at the exposed top of her breasts. As she spoke, my heart was pounding. It felt like my cock would burst through my pants. I had never thought of my Sunday School teacher sister this way before. At least not that I could remember. “In fact, it was two guys. And the only reason you didn’t find fresh cream in my pussy when you fondled me was that my maid of honor- you recall Karina- had licked me clean. That was also the night. ”“Tell me what I must do Father and I will carry out your wishes to gain your forgiveness and that of the Lord.”“You have given yourself as a bride of Christ and yet you lust for my body. This is clearly the contamination of Satan and I see no way to cleanse you other than for you to experience the evil of your desires.” With this he placed his hand on her head and drew her closer to him so that her face rested against his hardening cock. “See my child, feel the evil that your thoughts have.