The shortstop and third-baseman, knowing who was up and knowing Tim always swung late were playing well back and not really paying attention. What Tim...hit was a slow roller toward shortstop that died just past the pitcher’s mound. Tim was standing on first base before anyone even picked up the ball. Sherry screamed again, ‘MY GOD HE GOT A HIT! WAY TO GO TIMMY!’ I walked up to Tim and remarked, ‘That had to be the sorriest excuse for a hit I have ever seen. Way to go Son.’ Tim looked at me with. "You flaunt your body in front of all those men, and I just want to massacre them. I have fought this battle inside for too long." Wha… What battle?" I asked."Don't you know what you do to me? I fight the urge to kill every time a man looks at you and sees what only I should see. I've seen you watch me and flutter those baby blues at me. I didn't want to feel this, but I can no longer fight."I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair as I stood on my toes till our lips met. I put all the. Her tan-white skin and big brown eyes gave her such a hot angel look. Her clothes involved a black loose skirt that revealed her pink panties when she bent right over and a thin silk green top with nothing underneath except her pink bra that cradled her lovely big breast.She was stuck, with no idea of how to rescue her brother. She kept thinking and thinking, but nothing came as she started to stress, then Nika suddenly saw a book about one of the master minds of escaping, none other than. ”“You mean the night you found out about Joanie?”“Yeah, you knew what to say then, too. I’ve never forgotten that, you know.”“I’m glad I could be there for you, it’s what friends are for.”“Yes,” he acknowledged, “and you’ve been a better friend than I had a right to expect. I hope you know how much I’ve appreciated all this.”“Think nothing of it. But speaking as your friend, what you have to do is, when you get home tonight mend whatever fences need mending with this woman. You’ll regret it for.