Ollie rolled his eyes. "Whatever. It's a classic 'cause it works." Oh really?" I questioned. "'Cause I didn't see him swinging there." Well, you wi...l this time!" my friend insisted."Yeah sure, here's your chance to prove it," I replied, gesturing towardthe pitcher, who looked to be getting ready for his next throw.Seeing that, Ollie perked back up, and soon, "Hey, batter batter. Heybatter, batter," was being chanted once more.Chuckling, I leaned forward to play along, matching my friend's. It’s like there is a wild animal. He does what he has to in order to survive.” Tricia paused. “And the weird thing is, I think he tried to kill this guy because he saw me try to kill that rapist at Tony’s. But he’s the one that stopped me, and I had to stop him this time.”“Sounds like he’s looking to us to know what is right and wrong.”Tricia shook her head. “He knows right from wrong already. I think he just needs to see it in action from us.” She chuckled. “The thing that really convinced him. Then without warning the dressing gown was apart and she was pushing it off my shoulders. I was suddenly naked in front of her. She stepped in closer and grabbed my cock again and started to pump it in earnest, her other hand snaked under my balls and she cupped them and fondled them. I suddenly wanted to tear off her clothes, throw her onto the sofa and fuck her. As I watched her play with my cock I could see how randy she was. She seemed horny, almost desperate for cock. Her complete attitude. “Well,” I sighed. “Time for beddy-byes I think.” I got up off the floor before helping her up. She was going to have to sleep on the sofa since I only had the one bedroom. I fetched her a spare blanket and pillows and left her to make her own bed on the sofa. “Well,” I said. “Good night.” I went to shut the living room door, something I haven’t done since I had moved in, when it suddenly sprung open again. That was when I remembered the top hinge on the door was loose. It wouldn’t shut properly.