I pretended not to notice, but I probably gave it away the fifth time I “innocently” stretched. Niko may have been a creep, but he was still a guy...... and honestly, it was pretty impressive that he thought a cheap little tramp like me was worth looking at.“Okay,” he grunted, and I was on my knees in front of him before he’d even finished unbuckling his belt.To my surprise, he picked me up (by the hair - ow!) and threw me back on the couch. Before I could even say anything, he was laying on top. My hand rested lightly on her belly and slowly moved up to cup and caress her firm breasts. She arched her back, pressing her tits tighter to my hand. She moaned softly as I teased her nipples, pinching and rolling them between my thumb and forefinger. She was breathing hard enough that we had to break the kiss by the time my hand slipped down to cup her sex. She rolled her hips up and gasped as my finger slipped between the folds of her sex. She shivered as my finger ran up and down from her. I knew she'd get a kick out of meeting Flanagan. Mike had been a big-time major league pitcher in his own right.But Orlie declined. "It sounds like it's a business meeting," she said. "I'd just be in the way. I'll get Maria to settle down and take a nap, so she'll last through tonight's game."Around 4:30 p.m., I was waiting outside Mike's office.When I was invited in, Jim Beattie was there with him.Both of the Orioles' top guys. Impressive."Here," Flanagan said, handing me an envelope. "Tony. “Did you miss me?” Alex asked with a hopeful look on her face. “Course I did, kid,” I said, then smiled and tousled her hair like I used to. She’d always liked it when I did that. Now, though, she immediately raised her hand to straighten her mussed hair. “I haven’t seen you in years, you jerk! I’m sixteen, for christ’s sake, and the last time I saw my favorite cousin was when I was twelve!” she said, and punched me playfully in the arm. “Hey, I’m sorry,” I said defensively. “I haven’t been to.