“That will do,” I said. She took away her mouth...and I realised I had started to swell again. Good. It would soon be time for further action. How...should I enjoy this young beauty? With her on top of me? Me on top of her? Or, perhaps, from the rear? Well, I’d had Anna on top of me this morning,so I might as well have a change. When a girl had an arse like Birgit’s, from the rear had a positive appeal. So I finally decided on that.“Time you got a good solid fucking, I think, slave.”“Thank you,. I got the first two batters out. Joan was yelling her support. She was jumping up and down showing her underwear. The third batter smashed a home run off of me. The next two guys got on base but I struck the next one out. The cheerleaders did some basic pom pom and shaking moves and yelled encouragement. The game went on for a while, each side doing okay. The score was tied in the sixth and last inning. The cheerleaders went into some more athletic moves. In one of them two guys lifted Joan up. My wife had died just over a year ago and I was feeling depressed. We were together for 30 years!So after work I stopped into a small bar. Never been there before. I rarely drank, not use to it. Did not know it was a gay bar.There were maybe 7 customers inside, all male. Hell I did not think anything of it. They were all mature, no youngsters there. The youngest man looked about 35, most were around 40-50. I was 53 at the time.Sitting at the counter I ordered a beer, as I drank it a guy 2 seats. ' but she broke in with a cry of distress. 'No, no, not I, not I, oh! how can you talk to me like this, Deepak!''My dear, I only wanted to find out how much you already knew so that I might know what to teach you now! Well, shall we begin your lessons?'And I drew her against me, more closely than ever, and again began to tickle her navel.'Deepak, don't!' she screamed, 'oh don't touch me! I can't stand it! really I can't!''Let me see if that is really so!' I replied, as I removed my arm from her.