I screamed, threw the rabbit on the floor and tried to cover myself. Sorry, I exclaimed. Lilly stood there with an intrigued look on her face. She wal...ed toward me, picked up the rabbit, tuned it off and sat next to me on the bed. I expected her to close the door and leave, but she didnt. No, Im sorry. I should have knocked. I though you were finished, Lilly replied. For a reason that I cannot explain, neither of us did anything but look in each others eyes. We didnt move, we didnt speak. We. My folks were coming to both games.I had hoped, before the Atlanta trip, that I'd get to pitch in Turner Field, but now that I was a "starter," my turn wasn't coming up and it was highly unlikely I'd be called upon. Too bad. Pitching in the Big Leagues, and especially in Atlanta, had been a longstanding fantasy of mine. Of course, growing up, I had envisioned myself wearing a Braves' uniform for the occasion.Maybe if I had still been the long reliever, I would have seen some action in that. He winked at her table and she shifted uneasily in her chair. She wanted to get back to her room and relieve some tension. As everyone moved towards the bar, she tried to sneak out the back to go up to her hotel room.Just as she left the room she felt someone walking behind her. Ray was following her. He was obviously drunk and grabbed her arm to turn her around.“Sorry, but the bar is back that way,” she said with a nervous laugh. She didn’t trust him sober, and drunk was way worse.As he opened. .. something you wouldn't expect? What if I wanted to say ... bend you over this couch and fuck you instead? Maybe slide something up that tight ass of yours? Think you would be willing to do that?"Archie was only slightly aware of what she was asking, he did understand she was asking about doing something with his ass and frankly he did not care. He had never done anything, but if that was the price he had to pay for her to finish him, it did not sound too bad. Who knows, maybe he would like.