These first two games, the matchups do not favor the Sox. Tonight is Mussina against Wakefield-Mussina owns us, and Wakefield's no Yankee killer. Tomo...row is Pettite against Low. Pettite owns us, and Lowe pitched a lot in that Oakland series. Plus, there's no Johnny Damon for those first two games. Plus, they're in Yankee Stadium. If we can get back to Fenway for game three with a split in the first two, I'll be delirious." I see your point. Have faith, though, buddy. Those Sox just find a way. During a strapping, a stranger outside the door would hear the word mixed in with the continual instructions to "Give me your bottom Karen, up. That's it good ‘sissy girl, up higher now. Up for Daddy, up ‘sissy boy’, up higher, that's it hold it there. Push it up now. That's it. Stick it out for me; all directed at his very round and very bare bottom cheeks usually over two pillows, and on and on he would instruct during one of his many lengthy strappings. Ken would beg his Father to at least. I had a lot of work to do for JBG; in fact, all of us girls did.Thirty minutes in the hot tub and I slept like a baby - all of us did. Breakfast was on the table before JJ and RJ came down half dressed. They wanted to know where we were going today.I spent the day with Robert going over the details captured from the intercepts for the last three weeks. There were interesting bits in them; some bad, some worse and some just brought more unanswered questions.The good was the link was still active. Ready Tim? She asked with a light laugh. Tim made his dick throb in her hand, moving himself forward until his dick brushed against Annas pussy. Mmm yes, he groaned, his breathing hastening. Mmm, Jenna moaned, looking down at her friends pussy. She started rubbing the head of Tims up and down Annas slit, giggling when her friends body trembled under her, every time the head of his dick brushed against her clit. She rubbed it up and down a few time, cooing at the sight of his head glistening.