I swear they could schedule a game at Fenway for three a.m. and folks would show up and pack the place, just like always.Saturday was my first regular...season game in the starting lineup, and I was nervous. The Green Monster was still there, and I still had little confidence about my ability to handle its peculiarities on defense. In addition, T.S. Williams, our ailing left fielder, was a known quantity -- a solid .280 hitter over the past two seasons, and with thirty-two dingers last year.That. At last I find the little bump, sticking up firmly. It feels nothing like mine, which are just little flaps of limp skin. Her nipple is more like part of an ear - hard but pliable. I rub it between my thumb and fingers, and it gets even harder and bigger. Linda gives a little moan. Quickly I jerk my hand back and put it in my lap on top of my throbbing dick. As I watch her, Linda still seems to be sleeping. I notice that she must be clenching her thighs together, because she is flexing her left. “Duncan, feel her breasts. Play with her nipples.” I heard Pam say.As he initially cupped my breasts and trapped my nipples between his fingers, she continued “No. Pull her nipples. Roll them between your fingers and thumbs. She’ll love that as much as I do.”I groaned with anticipation of the painful pleasure I was about to experience. Sure enough, his pinching and rolling of my nipples sent sensations through my body. My legs briefly gave way but Duncan was supporting me. I could see the lust. “Yeah.” Then, he took the nymphs advice and kissed her.Xantina managed to catch her granddaughter’s eye, offered a wave, and crept back into the trees. She vanished a moment later.“Where’d she go?” Steve asked when the kiss ended and he noticed the nymph’s absence.“Home – I think. I guess I should, too.”He could see some of the fear creeping back into her eyes, and knew what was causing it. “Make sure you call me later, and tell your grandma I said thanks.”“I will. Walk me back to my car?”He.