. I hate her. I hate her forleaving. I hate her for leaving me alone. And I hate myself for hatingher. I feel like I'm falling apart, daddy. I hate ev...rything, now. I hateNana, I hate Sue, and I hate you because I don't know how to feelanything else. I just want to go back to last year."When 'Alex' looked at her father, her brokenness was a perfect reflectionof his. When he tried to hug her, she pulled away, but he was bigger andstronger and he pulled her tightly to his broad, strong chest.. She positioned the dildo against my ring, asked if I was OK and then pushed the large oversized end of the dildo cock into my arse stretching the ring. I pushed back and she held my shoulders and the dildo slid all the way into my arse. My cock was as hard as iron and she reached round to wank me off. She pumped my arse and was close to cumming herself when suddenly the door opened and in stepped the guy from the counter who quickly closed the door behind him. He said he wondered what we were. Are you ready for more?”“Oh god, my pussy hurts already, but give it to me Rich, make me cum again, please?”“Cassie, from where you are, stick a couple fingers inside your sister please,” I asked as I got nearer and nearer to the hardest cum of my entire life!“Oww, Cassie, stick your fingers in farther please?” Pam asked.We were a three-piece-synergy, as I heard Cassie moan, Pam was having the biggest orgasm of the afternoon, and I came again. It wasn’t as much as the first time, but it was. I'd been hitting around .265 for the month of September, and of course my season average was creeping steadily downward. It would require a flurry of hits in the season-ending three-game series to creep back over the .400 mark.Hitting .407 was already an impossible dream. Ted's mark was safe. I couldn't get it done.As it turned out, I couldn't get a flat .400 done, either. Still, the batting average was only an afterthought when we won the Division and sent the Yankees home for the year without.