“We go back a long ways…” he whispered, staring into her wide, dark eyes. “No matter what’s happened, I believe in you. I am always here for...you. You understand?”Béla nodded, smiling nervously. Then she kissed him. It was a very tender kiss, and not nearly as long as Frank would have liked it to be.“I’m ready,” she whispered, then turned away and stepped toward the stage.“And now, folks, introducing our very own sweet, exotic Béla, on stage now,” Frank’s voice spoke huskily over the microphone.. No nice dinner out at a fancy restaurant for the likes of you. No, tonight is all about pleasing me. I’ve been thinking of how I’m going to use your slutty body all day long and I’ll be honest, I don’t think you’re going to have as much fun as I am tonight. See bitch, I get damned tired of dealing with white boys all the time and I love nothing more than the idea of having one turned into a submissive little crossdressing whore for my pleasure. So I think I have some aggression that needs to be. We had just arrived in Seattle at the beginning of a nine-games-in-ten-days, three-cities road trip. The Orioles had won four in a row at home before heading west.All three clubs we'd meet on this run -- Seattle, Oakland and the Angels of Lost Anaheim (or whatever the hell they were calling themselves this year) -- were tough. All three clubs were over .500 for the year and ready to make a try at bringing us back to reality.We had some doubts of our own. Early-season winning wasn't new for the. After answering several e-mails from friends across the county I shut the computer down, grabbed some snacks and another beer and turned on the TV to the Encore channel for westerns. Another classic "Winchester 73". I'm not sure how often I had seen that one, but who cares it's good.When it got close to dinner time, I was contemplating going to the Diner but remembered just in time that they were closed. Jewish Sabbath. While Momma and Poppa are not really that observant, they thought it would.