Under the domination imposed on her by the aggravated horse hung stud, she mustered the little strength and control that she could. She turned towards...Vincent, faked a smile as best she could under the circumstances. In between moans and soft cries of joy, she told him in the simulated calmest of voices: “Is that all you got or do you need permission to fuck me harder you worthless young piece of shit.” Her tone was both tranquil and piercing. “You…” He attempted to reply. But he never. Angie assumed he was stating the obvious so agreed that she was very hot. She could see that that caused him to grin widely. The man asked if she wanted a drink, or, could he do anything else for her? Angie nodded and held out her hand to him, which he took, pulling her to her feet. The man was strong, and the motion sharp, so Angie found herself pulled into his grasp with one of his arms snaking around her waist and the other landing – accidentally? - right on her left boob. Angie tittered a. Wanting to shower before the main part of the storm hit, I dropped the towels by the back door and rushed upstairs. Nicole was still in the hall bath, so I nocked and yelled through the door that the storm was about here. I knew if I opened the door I would be tempted into joining her. She acknowledged and I grabbed a towel from the hall closet and headed for the bathroom downstairs, which had a shower too. * * I heard Nicole walk into the kitchen but I didn’t look up because I was using a. I was warm and ready when Ronnie Firth motioned for me to take over, with two outs, and two on.Before exiting the bullpen I kissed Benjamin, grabbed my warm up jacket, and threw back the remaining water in my bottle. Sweat trickled down the back of my uniform shirt as I strode to the mound, intent on getting us out of the seventh and back into the game.Little Rock seemed energized by beating up on our major league starter, but I thought I could use that to my advantage. When they're excited,.