" My people?" I practically shouted. "What's that supposed to mean?" He was talking about Dennis, too," said Eileen. "Which is really, really stupid, ...ecause he likes Dennis. They hang out together after just about every show." You know what, Eileen?" I went on, becoming more and more agitated. "I'm sick of this shit. When will it end?" Oh, believe me, I'm sick of it, too," concurred Eileen, in as bitter of a voice as I'd ever heard coming from her. "Dave's acting like a third-grader. I've just. . you know, take me. Just shove your cock into me without asking.” She shrugged and turned her face away from Gerald. “But you're getting it from whatsername now, so I guess you don't want your old hag of a mom any more.” Gerald got up from the bed and went to his mother. “You're not an old hag, Mom,” he said. “And I still want you. I want you more than anybody.” He took his hard cock in his hand and brushed the head over her face, leaving behind a trail of shining pre-cum. “See how much I want. I didn't give a damn whether he was gay or not, but baseball players are, generally, a pretty conservative bunch, and there was a kind of pall in the clubhouse that was hard to put your finger on, but, all the same, it was there.One thing that didn't seem to be disrupted by the rumors was my hitting. I was relaxed at the plate and getting my hits without a lot of strain. Unfortunately, the club had stopped winning. We couldn't seem to pull together. When we scored runs, the pitchers lost their. He was feeling very guilty right about now, but was so caught up in the action that he didn’t know what to do. He saw Harry start to unbuckle his belt. The time had come, Harry was going to take her. Lottie was very scared. She had tried to fight, but the slap on her ass had hurt a lot and she could barely move anyways. She was totally helpless against this monster. She resigned herself to what was about to happen, her fears were flying though her mind. Did he have any diseases? Was he going to.