“Why don’t you go and shower,” she said. “Then I think we should have a little talk.” * The shower felt glorious. I washed myself clean and...felt warmth seep back into my aching muscles. I dried off, feeling refreshed but still rather angry, and walked naked across the hall to my room. I shut the door, closed the curtains, stripped and re-made the bed, then lay down on my back relishing the feeling of being free from my restraints. There was a knock at the door. “Are you decent?” came Sandra’s. But they both appreciated Amelline’s ministrations in rubbing their shoulders and backs, and legs and thighs, and arms and stomachs, and finally breasts and cunnies. It was generally thought that the feeling of well-being this generated could only be good for the baby.Mr Brace’s last words to his daughter had been a strict injunction to “Obey Mr Young in all things, to attempt to please Mrss Johnson and Damson. They are being very kind in taking you with them, you must do your utmost to show. I tense up briefly asyour arm wraps around my waist, but soon I relax as we beginto move across the floor with the slow rhythm. Seizing themoment, I kiss you, warm and tenderly on your mouth. Yourespond by pulling me a fair bit closer, so that my breastsare pressing firmly against your chest. Our sweaty palmspart so my arms can wrap around your shoulders as your lefthand joins your right along the small of my back. We are nowbarely swaying with the music as our foreheads presstogether and our. We were staying even with the Yankees and, since the Angels and Mariners in the AL West both had better records than either the Yankees or us, it looked like it was a matter of winning our Division outright, or playing golf in October.For once in my life, I forgot about Joshua Brennan's batting average for a few minutes and concentrated on helping the Orioles win ball games.I was hitting -- a little -- and knocking in a run here and there. The horrific slump seemed to have gone away. I was.