I know you're not shy, so don't get that way all of a sudden." I laughed and nodded. "And, both of you: NO SLIDING!" The whole locker room laughed at ...hat. "Jesus. Especially you, Woodard, with your running record. No stolen bases today, got it? And no stretching it. I'd rather have you get a standup single then try to stretch it to a double and rip your you-know-what apart sliding into second." I agree with you completely," I said with a mock-wince."Good. Now lets go get 'em!" The team started. I I kneeled cowering on my small pink futon in the corner of mymistress's room as she readily serviced her own mistress's boyfriend withan enthusiasm normally reserved for World Cup soccer matches and moonlandings. I looked on in silence as my mistress's long black curlstousled this way and that while her small mouth traced its way over andaround the man's large organ. The massive cock and balls glimmered withsaliva. The man always held onto a handful of her hair and occasionallyused this. First I need to tell you about the world I live in.The birthrate of males is double the birthrate of females. It happenedafter the 2nd world war. For the first 10 years it did not have too mucheffect as so many men were killed in the war that there were enough womento "go around".The scientist we baffled, they could find no reason for this worldwideproblem. By the 1960's there were marked rise in the rates or menfighting, and sometimes killing over women. Women were a preciousresource.This. One of which was Captain St John now in dress uniform. They all rose to their feet, the investiture had begun.Robert’s citation was read out. Terry listened in horror at what Robert had done, his shear disregard for his own safety. She was aware of some details from TV and newspaper reports, but being with the shy reluctant hero now it seemed even more pertinent and impressive.When Robert’s name was called, he rose. Passing his hat and walking stick to Terry, he said “Hang on to these for me.