Anna: I wished you would say yes to me. But. the heart wants what the heart wants. And my heart wants you. Gosh! I don’t believe what I am doing. I ...ill accept you. I am ok with you having a relationship with other girls.Me: You did a good job! I thought you forgot about me. You didn’t say anything about us.Anna: I gave you time to think, space! But are the other girls fine with this?Me: You leave that to me. I didn’t expect you to say yes to me. But now that you did, I will take care of the. " Paul Warren told me once that he owed everything to David Newhan," I told her."David Newhan? The utility infielder? Why?" Well, the way I heard it -- and I heard it even before Paul mentioned it himself -- David Newhan was the rookie who ran Paul Warren into retirement, as a player, years ago. Warren was a good-field, no-hit utility guy, and Newhan came up in the twilight of Paul's playing career, and -- the way Paul tells it -- Newhan's presence severely hastened Paul's being kicked upstairs. She turned to look at me when I got in line, her hoodie only halfway zipped up, revealing the most gorgeous cleavage I'd ever seen in my life. I did all I could to not let my gaze wander from her magical green eyes that shifted down to see that I had but a single loaf of bread."Oh gosh, you only have one thing. Go ahead and get in front of me. You shouldn't have to wait just for some bread." She said and gestured for me to step in front of her.I cocked a brow, "Are you sure? I'm really in no. She smiled back and said, "Hi, glad to see you."After a week of messaging, we both had one thing on our mind. We both want each other. I put my hand on her back and slowly move it down and grabbed her ass while we made our way to the bar. She smiled at me and gave me a wink. We moved closer to each other. She had one hand on her drink and the other hand on my cock rubbing it gently. My hand went down to the bottom of her skirt and slowly pulled it up. My hand slid between her thighs and slowly.