I may have looked ridiculous, but I wasn't posing for the cover of Sports Illustrated.Not yet, anyway.I met the pitching coach one morning, ten days a...ter the beaning, for batting practice at Camden Yards. I found out that I could see the pitched ball just fine -- at least at BP speeds. The thick rubber frames on the goggles made me feel more protected, more confident. I wasn't feeling gun-shy at the plate.I told the pitching coach I was ready to rejoin the club.Despite my being a rookie, most. “You don’t mind dear do you he has to learn some how, don’t want him spoiling a girls enjoyment do we?”“No, no I don’t mind” Emily couldn’t believe that he was letting his son sit and watch; she knew she’d no choice anyway.Frazier lean across her body taking her left breast into his mouth; the sensation was breathtaking. Emily leaned back her head pushed into the pillow with her eyes closed, this was a moment she wanted to keep in her mind forever, whilst Frazier nibbled at her breast his hand. I really did not expect her to contact me, but call me she did. She asked if the dinner offer still stood. I said "Of Course!" Arrangements were made, and we met at a very fine Italian restaurant. She arrived a few minutes, but no worries. I greeted her warmly, and she returned the greeting. Her lean shape, including slim breasts and hips, were accentuated by her snug knit top. She has excellent green eyes, and accenting reddish hair. Her smile and laugh are intoxicating.We enjoyed a great meal. ”“You make me shiver, the way you can just talk about eating pussy and being with Guy as he fucks his women ... I think I would like to kiss Guy’s cock, and maybe try to get his cockhead in my mouth.”“What would you do, if he started coming in your mouth?”“OH! I don’t know. What do you do?”“I swallow his cum and beg for more.”“I just got my first come ever, a few minutes ago. I’m not sure I could make a man come.”“Do you make your friends come?”“I don’t think so. I do enjoy it though. Do you.