"He take his money from the club and went an embarrassed your dumb asses, all over that ballpark, last night."If you think you gonna roll in here, and...roll over our bad selves, I think you made a poetic mistake, boys."Your poetry sucks, is what I'm telling you. You ain't got a good idea anywhere on your ugly, backward, child abusing, team."You don't hit too well, either. Your big boys swung like little girls all week, and then you got mad? Mad that a sixteen year old showed you what pressure. ”“Errr, ... well ... yeah. I guess I do ... but you’re not my boss. Elsa and I also played together last night. As usual, she was spectacular. She is so sexy and so arousing I can barely keep up with her. She constantly challenges me not only physically but also mentally by feeding me ideas and scenarios, usually those involving sex in some way. She also mentored Kim along in a gentle way, but got her thinking about all the scenarios, issues, and implications of the change in lifestyle.”I. Who has done this to them? Was it of their own accord or the will of others? Is some higher being responsible for the celebrity’s current state of restraint or perhaps there is a supernatural aspect was involved?Are they the captive of some perverted wish made by a horny fan looking for some alone time? A clone of the original celebrity created by a mad scientist who wants a woman to warm their bed at night? Or could this all be part of a scene that requires their character to be restrained in. I had prepared it all to get it over with right away. Yet, something in John's eyes told me that what I was saying wasn't new to him. Matter of fact, at that moment, I wouldn't have given a plugged nickel for Bill's life. It was the darkest I had ever seen in John's eyes, even when he had first found out about Bill and I.His interruption was quick and concise."He used you Sue. He manipulated you like he had done to at lest four other women. I checked up on that bastard. You were not the first.