Finally, he got up and got the keys and opened her cuffs, laying them on the bedside table, and fell asleep wrapping her in his arms.He was awakened b... her mouth on his cock, gently sucking and licking it while she played with herself in front of his face. He grabbed her hand and pulled his cock away from her."Now, my little slut, you know that I'm in charge of your pleasure. Did you think that pleasuring me would allow you to get away with this?"She whimpered in reply, having known she was. The idea of my being on steroids made me laugh. "Juice me up, Doc, so I can hit the ball so hard it'll roll all the way to the warning track."I passed everything, of course. I was nothing if not a demon for physical fitness. When you're smaller and lighter than everybody else, and still looking for your first home run since seventh grade, you do your best to stay strong and healthy. I'd worked out all through the off season -- not so much to gain strength as to ensure that I maintained my foot. Breakfast was reserved, guarded. The little conversation that we did have was distant and perfunctory. We talked about the weather and a few events in the news, but nothing of substance, nothing that mattered. As I was leaving to go to work I said, "Today things should be easier. I should be able to get home by 6:00 at the latest. Maybe we could have that evening together tonight." Katie looked at me with a pained expression. "Frankie, don't you remember, this is my night to have dinner with. ‘That’s better. Thank you, sorceress.’ ‘Feh. Muscular, but you are too short and your nose is misshapen. And as for your manhood…’ She hrumphed. ‘I’ve seen tomcats with greater endowments.’ ‘It may not be perfect, but it’s mine. My nose got broken in a fight with the dark knight of Chelten Downs. This scar is from the battle of the Dun Witch’s glen. They are mementos of victory. As for my manhood… well… your opinion may change.’ The sorceress waved a hand dismissively. ‘Ask your second boon.’.