She was fascinated by the traveling life of a professional athlete, and had lots of questions about life on the road. I explained that it was, indeed,...a grind, but at the big-league level, the clubs did all they could to make us comfortable. Some of the ballplayers with families, I confided, actually loved the life -- not because they weren't happy at home, but because the frequent breaks from house-and-kids gave them a chance to recharge. As a result, when they were at home, they tended to be. He lowered his warm wet mouth down and slowly took my cock inside as far as possible. "Oh my Godahhhhhhh that feels so good" I said. My cock had never before felt so big and hard as he stroked me with his hand and mouth with just the right amount of pressure. My spinning head went back and my eyes closed. I was consumed with the feelings that were flying through me. Later, I turned around and laid on my side between his legs and we faced each others cock in the 69 position. I reach for and. There were at least two Hydras hiding there, and the heads popped up in several locations. These were relatively easy shots for the shotguns firing pisspots on full automatic. We hosed down the area and figured that we had eliminated the opposition, but Charley tossed in another grenade just to make sure.It was a good thing that he did, because an Asparagus erupted from the sand. This was plastered with pisspots, too, and it died just like everything else that got splashed with the stuff. One. If they have any news they will call me and then I will call you. OK? Don’t worry.” I thanked Shinny and hung up but I was not feeling any better.I tried to sleep but who was I k**ding? Sleep would not come. Where could she be? Why didn’t she call? I was sick with anxiety and nervousness. The night never seemed darker. The night never seemed longer. I thought daylight would never come. I may have dozed off for a few minutes once or twice but sleep eluded me that night. Finally, the horizon.