Her fingertips worked at the zip of her pencil skirt and she shimmied it over her hips, and let it slide down her glossy nylon clad legs. She kicked i... to one side. Her open blouse hung down to the cheeks of her bottom. There was an inch or so of golden flesh, and then her stocking tops lightly gripped her thighs. Nancy suddenly spun around and the hot water continued to cascade behind her. “Really,” she stammered, “this....this is all wrong. You mustn’t do anything to me....nothing more.. There was no need to check everything about the hookup was self explanatory.Then I hadn’t taken the fact that these were feds I was dealing with into consideration. A guy in a coat and tie came to my gate. I was in the Circus Tent putting the Kayak away. I was also preparing to cut bait, so his bell ringing was an intrusion.“Yes?” I asked.“We are your new occupant at the Hunt Club,” he said.“So what’s your problem?” I asked.“We need the utilities hooked up. I was also hoping you could tell me. The man following me struck out, so it was a good strategy.We still couldn't manufacture a run with two men on base.I allowed a run on two singles and a long fly out. We were tied at one to one, and I could feel that my fastballs weren't cooking. My sliders were still working, but my curve was hanging a little. That's how I gave up the singles. I used my palm ball on the third strike on three successive players, and knew I wouldn't get them with it the next inning. They wouldn't swing once they. It's time to clean up your diet."*SMACK*Heather delivered a firm swat to his ass for his minor back-talk. Shegrinned deviously while pointing in the direction of the apple bins.Darius was startled by her sudden assault and glanced around nervously,wondering if anyone had witnessed her antics. No one seemed to belooking, this time."Yes, dear."He plodded off to the carts and tables of fresh fruit, his ass smartingsharply. His pucker and ass cheeks were aching from the last two nightsof relentless.