Time for batting averages to start wearing down.Nope. I was hitting .419 when we left town for New York. We'd be there for Independence Day and July 5... and then would go back to play four against Boston at home before the All-Star Break. After that, we'd be flying out to Seattle.The press was starting to notice me a little bit. The Boston writers were particularly interested, because of Ted Williams' being the last guy to hit over .400, more than sixty years back. The writers were already. O-order-s...” I finally stammered out, and you released me, straightening your posture above me. I blinked a few times as I inhaled deeply, adjusting my vision. “Now, open your fucking mouth.” Your patience had run out, and I obediently opened my mouth. Without hesitation, you stuffed a few pieces of tissue paper in, effectively silencing me. You lifted a hand and roughly slapped my face, not once, not twice, but three times. My face stung and burned by the time you finished, but the paper had. The word 'perversion' made me gasp. After I was finished and sat there looking stunned for a while, she said,"I know that what you did to your sister was sick but because of your young age there may be a way to help you overcome these disgusting tendencies. I am prepared, with your help, to evaluate exactly what has occurred between your sister and you in order to see whether the experience was a natural event or something that could permanently distort you and your sisters perception of the. Making a very good living and not having a family to spend all my money, I've been able to afford many of the finer things in life, my new Mercedes being one of those things. Slightly embarrassed by the lavishness of our transportation I give her a shrug and tried to play it off, "It certainly gets me where I'm going" I jested.As we pulled onto the highway Julia couldn't help but stare out the window at her new city. Seemingly entranced, she spoke out, "How long to your house?"I responded.