"I bet you'd lose at least a hundred, even money." Shit," I said. I felt my stomach turn over and sink."How was I to know I'd end up pitching for Wash...ngton?" He waved his hands."You can't bet on baseball," said Mr. Ambrose quietly, his fingers now clamped together before him. "You ever hear of Pete Rose?" But I never bet on a game," he cried, waving his hands. "Not one fucking game." Is there a relief pitcher loose somewhere?" I asked Ambrose while Charlie sputtered"No," he said, shaking his. " I'm still not entirely convinced that we should doll you up, becausetonight's going to have you being around a lot of young girls, and a fewof them can turn into right little bitches when it comes to parties"Wendy told me. "But you handled yourself reasonably well at the ranchtoday and as long as you remember not to draw attention to yourself,you'll pull this off tonight".I told her that I'd try not to draw attention to myself but that ifLois' friend was going to make me look like I was 18. A smile comes to my lips as I admire his muscular body… exposed and vulnerable there before me, most of him completely lost to the world… except for one very attractive part of him which appears to be “wide awake” and longing to interact with someone. I find it difficult to look away … and decide that I don’t want to anyway as I slowly slide down the bed for a closer peek… electricity shooting through my body from the sensation of my bare breasts pressing gently against his thigh. Careful not. Mi baghat hoto ani maza sonya parat jaga zala matra mazi himmat hot navati mi tila kase vicharu kay vicharu va maze jevan sampale ani mi janyas nighalo.maza manat tila pakadanyachi iccha zali pan himmat navati. Tarihi mi ekada try kele ticha pati jaun tila pakadave tevadhat ti mage valali ani mi parat thambalo v ti manali kay pahijeka mi nahi manalo ani room madhe parat gelo. Aju bajuche sagale zopale hote v mi vichar karu lagalo ki aata kay karu pan maza nasibani mala sath dili achanak light.