’ They rode in silence the rest of the way to the restaurant. **************** Chloe had just finished getting ready when she heard a knock at the d...or. ‘That must be Noah’, she thought. She dabbed a little perfume on her wrist, looked at herself in the mirror one last time, and then turned out the lights and headed to the door. ‘Wow, you look beautiful,’ Noah said. ‘Thanks, you look great too.’ Noah grabbed her hand and walked her to the car, opening the door for her before heading to his side. Her fingers were also joining Beccas, disappearing under the yellow dress. As they parted, she grabbed the sundress and yanked it over Beccas head, revealing young, supple tits as cream white as snow. His wife started sucking on the left breast, then the right, never taking that finger out of Beccas tiny pussy. Becca moaned in delight, her back arched against the doorframe. It was a sight, Beccas long, narrow body working his wifes finger inside of her cunt. She squealed and his wife pulled. Undress her for me.”“What?" Eric stammered.I thought I was going to laugh but bit my lip.“You Heard me, Eric. Take Niley’s clothes off for me. I want to see her big tits and her pussy”.Eric just stood there mouth hanging open, turning bright red.“It's a simple task, Eric. Strip your sexy wife for me. I want to see her beautiful naked body”.I waited, hoping Eric would not stand up to him and just do what David asked.He looked over at me, I just shrugged my shoulders and slowly lifted the hem of. "The Assistant told the Boston Manager, "You know the lineup is only nine men and the roster has 25. You don't know the lineup until the opposing manager presents the card to you and the ump. How do you prepare now when you have a lineup that is only about one third of the roster?"There was no response for a long, long time. The Manager finally said, "Well, there should be a rule about that. You guys have rules for everything known to man, so you should have a rule on this too."The Assistant.