We layed their and dried off in the sun and I asked if she was okay. She was slowly coming back around and started talking to me again.She asked me if...i could keep a secret and that i could never tell her sister and a assured her I could. She knew she could trust me since we had gotten pretty close before i met her sister but she was just to young only being 16 at the time so I felt wrong to date her. And ended up falling head over heels for her sister. So she started telling me that she had. Our second regular-season game in Camden Yards was, for me, pretty much like the first. I sat the bench and watched our superb starting outfield, T.S. Williams in left, Spider Welch in right, and the incomparable Zeke Taylor in center, making all the defensive plays and going, collectively, five for fourteen at the plate.Zeke got his first homer, dead centerfield and very deep into the grassy area out there beyond the fence. Not for the first time, I marveled at the man's immense power. That. I would come home from the hot furnaces of the mill and just throw myself in our pool and she would run barefoot and lunge herself at me, inadvertently caressing my hardness with her thighs. This one particular afternoon my mother had come early for her court appointed 2 hours with my sister. At first I couldn't reconcile my mother with the creature that stood at our door, I felt my loins stir, betraying me. She was wearing those little tight jean shorts, that barely covered her ass, those. About twenty minutes later, Elyse came to the door.“Ready?” she smirked.“Should I be concerned?” I asked.“No. And you don’t get to ask questions. Only the girls are here. And Jackie and Kathy. Everyone else has gone home. This is a very private party.”“Now I KNOW that I should be concerned!” I chuckled.“Come with me, please!” she said.I saved my work and got up from my desk and followed her. She took me to the basement where Kara was waiting and the two of them removed my clothes, and then.