Then a loud roar. I could hearthrashing and banging as he was obviously freaking out."MIKE, PLEASE, YOU HAVE TO CALM DOWN," I yelled at him. The thras...ing androaring stopped. Replaced with heavy breathing."Can you understand me Mike?" I got nothing but a growl. Has he lost hisability to talk?"Mike, if you can understand me, bang once on the cage." He banged onceon the cage."Mike, I'm really sorry. They've turned you into a tiger hybrid."At that he started thrashing and roaring again. I tried to. I drove down to the field and Ally said she'd be there to watch. As the game went on and we drove the score up, I began to notice this girl sitting on the visitors bleachers when I was pitching. She was about 5'6" to guess, long blonde hair, huge tits, muscular tan legs, and a ridiculously beautiful face, and of course distracting. But I finished the game strong and we won 9-0. Now I know I have a girlfriend and before you get all "stop being a perv" on me, remember, before Ally there were NO. Tell me the rest of it."Reluctantly, Kyle told her more of the details. "Well, two of the men were badly hurt. They had broken bones, they were bleeding, and they couldn't swim on their own. One by one, I towed them through the water to what was left of our boat and pulled them up onto it. The third man had been knocked unconscious and was bobbing around, drifting away from the rest of us. So I dove back in and pulled him back with us, but we had to wait for a while because the sharks had. ”“I told you, sweetie, it’s ... the trip is not my big plan. You’re my big plan.”“Good. I kinda like you, you know...” She toyed with my ear.“I’m glad. Made you a lot easier to haul off into the swamp. I didn’t need all the rope and duct tape.”She giggled. “One of these days you’ll finally understand what I’m telling you.” She slid sideways, putting her head in my lap.I’m a sucker, I guess, for exactly this - a lovely head of clean hair in my lap, and heaven help me, when I stroke her hair, she.