There his little girl was, curled up on his side of the bed, wearing one of his t-shirts. Quietly he went to the bed and gently sat beside her. He enj...yed just having some time to watch her. Reaching out he brushed a few stray strands of hair off her cheek. Her hair was damp. Daddy leaned over and kissed her cheek, his hand brushing against one of the pillows. Both were damp. Daddy hadn't realized that she had been so disappointed when the hours grew late and he wasn't home to be with her one. I took a few weak, feeble swings that resultedin misses or weak ground balls barely ten feet from me.Colt moved in after watching. "Matt, I know you're not a weakling. Swingthe bat like you mean it. Just pretend you caught Corey fucking mackingwith some dude at the Rec Center. Put that anger..." Or how you felt when you caught him that time," Kris interjected."Okay," I said. Kris tossed one to me. I swung hard and connected on anice one but it went out of play. I was thrilled with the solid. After Arnold’s monster cock that cunt was a bit stretched out and just didn’t do much more for me than the pony cunt had done. I said so and; well; old Arnold just chuckled and said to stay put and he would make it better. Arnold came up behind me and put his hand across my young smooth ass and began massaging it. It felt awful good to me and I guess I sort of let out a low moan. When I did that old Arnold pulled his hand away and spit on it only to bring it back to my ass and rub it into my. What’s it been?”“Four years of college ... four years.”“What are you thinking Miss Boleyn,” Frank said, nodding at Max.“I’ve been in love with Max since the 5th grade ... regardless of his reputation. When I bombed out of Medicine, I was pretty upset. I took this job because it was what I could get without two or three more years of school. One of the first assignments was a little girl feeding a stray cat. Max drove up in his paddy wagon and didn’t arrest the cat. The old Max would have shot.