After a couple of nights, one of the guys we got talking to got real chatty with Nikki. When she went to the bar, he said how beautiful she was and, i... she'd been single, he would have fucked her by now. I told Nikki what he'd said when she got back, and she asked if it bothered me as he was actually good looking and had a nice body. I let them chat and his hands were all over her. He asked if she would like to dance and she looked at me but I saw in her eyes that she wanted it.I was enjoying. My cock, stirring feels the heat of your ass, the smoothness of your skin, as I slowly harden and awaken. Desire turns to need as the realisation of you fills me. I draw closer as I start the slow seduction of your desire.I kiss the back of your neck, softly, almost invisibly and your breathing alters, I watch in the dark as your body arouses slowly. More kisses to your neck, behind your ear, and you moan as without realising it, your back arches almost imperceptively as my cock gets embraced. "We should take it back to the store tomorrow." She reached for the camera again."Well, Dylan, I can't very well take it back if I don't know what's wrong with it. Is there something on here you don't want me to see?" She was silent. I hit the button for the quick menu and navigated to the video list. The video Peter and I had watched had been deleted, but there was something new in its place. I hit play. Immediately on the small screen I saw Amber sitting at Dylan's desk. Dylan made one more. Brock put on a pleasant face when he was outside of his house. He was jovial with his teammates and courteous to the fans. But that was on the outside; no one could tell what was happening inside.He even found a way to treat the media circus that surrounded the L.A. teams with respect – although barely.From San Francisco, the team flew to Pittsburgh for three games with the Pirates and then to New York for four games with the Mets. Through it all, Brock's cell phone stayed off unless he needed.