" You know how he stepped out after every pitch and went through his rigmarole?" The human rain delay," said Ambrose with a smile. "Worse than Garciap...rra with all his toe taps." Well I yelled at him; he ignored me, and the third time he was up, I quick-pitched him and hit him in the ribs while he was still doing his gloves with one foot out of the box."Ambrose laughed. "Bet you got a medal from the pitching fraternity." I remember Magruder too," I said. "A fine pinch-hitter some time back,. She leaned forward and took hold of his penis with one hand, pulling on it a little."Hey, bitch!" he hollered down at her. "I ain't no cow! You don't milk it, you suck on it!" Alright, don't be so bossy," Lisa muttered, her prey not even noticing her little joke about Bossy, the Cow. Then she bent down and licked her tongue along the top of his dick. It didn't do anything. She could see in his mind that he had a hard time getting it up and, in his opinion, it was always the girl's fault."You. She lifted a long, slender thigh and felt warm as he washed it.While her son scrubbed at her body, she told him of her dreams, of all the details. She saw his face as he listened and his eyes changed--became hot and she shivered, thinking she may have made a mistake in telling him."And you loved the feeling, Mom?" he asked. "I mean about being humiliated that way?"She nodded, unable to lie to him."Do those dreams make you come?" Yes." she whispered."I bet you like being told what to do that. Now my baby sister was the product of a drunken anniversary. Mom and Dad went to dinner and dancing and a few cocktails. Well I got a very slurred phone call from dad saying he was taking mom to a hotel and would be home tomorrow. So I wished him a good time and a giggle and hung up. Sixteen years later here we are getting ready to celebrate again but for Sandy’s sweet 16.I arrived at my parent’s house and there were a bunch of teenagers in the house and my parents were running back and forth.