We had him for today and that would be it.Mr. Nakamura had an office in the Fitness Center. That was surprising. While we waited for him to finish wit... his last class ... this one was all teen girls ... we watched through the office windows as girls tossed each other hither and yon and generally looked and acted like movie ninjas out slaughtering the populace.Mr. Nakamura clapped his hands. Everyone stopped killing each other and decorum reigned. They all bowed to him and he bowed back. Instant. "Fuck me in the ass, lover," she whispered. "Make me love it."The thought of taking her in the way I'd always wanted to was almost too much for me. My cock stiffened rapidly, swelling until it felt as hard as an iron bar, the glans full and dark purple. I covered her body with kisses, slowly working my way down to her lush pussy. As I parted her thighs, I licked my lips in anticipation. I love the taste of pussy, and I get a genuine kick out of being able to make a woman climax with nothing. .. and look like a fastball, but the ball moves down and in to a right hand batter.”The pitcher tried it.STRIKE“What else ya got?” said the smiling pitcher.The coach called in another pitcher and I took the kid off and taught him the Run fastball, the Cut, the Slider, the Curve, the Knuckleball, the Slurve, a Change-up and the Split finger. I couldn’t throw the pitches but I could show him how to hold the ball to get the expected result.“It’s simple aerodynamics. The air moves across the. The manager tore off the paper and handed it to Cayenne along with the plastic card. “That’s your paper copy of the receipt for the tuxedo,” the manager informed her, correctly deducing she was in charge.Once again I felt relieved when we were outside the shop but Cayenne wasn’t going to let things drop. “What happened between you and the assistant?” she demanded.“The assistant is gay and thought I was too, and he decided to take liberties with me.”“But you are gay!” said Cayenne. “Aren’t you.