And finally theirface, despite the thick layer of makeup that coated it and the pinkcrescent tattooed across their left eye, was a face that Nala woul...recognise anywhere."SIMBA!?" she screamed, absolutely mortified.The outburst caught Simba's attention and he glanced in Nala's direction.He could only cringe at her, his painted red lips pulling downwards."N-Nala..." he said, though his voice could barely be heard over thepounding club music."What are you doing here? I thought you were going to. The pitcher's spot was due up next, and I expected our manager to pinch hit for me, but he decided to let me work another inning, which meant I had to hit.Bad Idea.Really Bad Idea.As a hitter, I made a darn good pitcher. Grabbing my bat, I took my time getting to the plate. Hitting was a foreign language to me. To put it succinctly, I sucked like a Hoover.Little Rock brought in a scrawny guy to pitch to me, who looked like he might pitch, or might simply fall over in a faint. He was so skinny,. I’d guessed she was twenty-two. Seeing her now, I thought she might be my age.She took a deep breath and then turned and smiled at me. I smiled back, not knowing what else to do. My smile seemed to calm her because her smile seemed to touch her eyes now. The original one had appeared to be forced.Kimberly’s eyes locked on mine and she closed the gap between us. This had the feel of her seducing me. All rational thought went out of my mind when she kneeled in front of me and began to undo my. "Yes?" I couldn’t help it I brought my index finger to my lips and blushed "can you tell me what that is?" He asked all cool and collected. I hesitated, he waited "go on Lara" he said. "Um... I could give you a blowjob?" I said and started giggling and blushing even more, like a schoolgirl! He just looked at me and didn't even flinch, "yes, that would help." He stared at me with his poker face while I felt my kitty getting a little wet. "Do you like giving blowjobs Lara?" He asked me, I turned.