We might as well go to a play ground". "What are we going to do. We can't stay her, even with bottoms on we're so over dressed". "Well we're here now ...o you know what they say, if you cant beat them, join them" "You want me to take off my bottoms and lay here naked?". I said,"It not like you have a dress on, you've only a tiny thing over your pussy and the thong is hidden in your cute ass.When you take it off you still have hair on your pussy, what's the problem?". "And you", she said,"You've. The next pitch was right in his hole. He never got the bat near it, and I could hear the air part as his bat ripped through the strike zone.One out - one to go.I backed off the mound to let my heart rate normalize. In order to get past their DH, I had to put the ball in a spot about five inches square. His old shoulder injury must have left some adhesions that caused him to twig the bat, just a hair, when he tried to hit a fastball, up at the pecs on the inside corner.If I could do it three. "Oh fuck!" she exclaimed. She swayed and nearly fell off the edge of the couch. "Ah... who needs a glass. I'm done with being a lady, Goddammit! What's the use? See what it got me to be a nice respectable lady, for God's sake?"She grabbed hold of the bottle by the neck and brought it to her lips. She burped and then stuck the bottle in her mouth, swigging down a long gulp of whiskey. She coughed and drooled as she brought the bottle away from her mouth. Her eyes looked bleary. She was shaking. ’‘I’m sure honey you are a good friend to him. Can I ask, what is his condition?’‘Well I don’t know a lot about it, but he has a terminal disease…they aren’t sure how long he has, it could be two weeks, two months, two years. Apparently, when he goes into terminal decline it will be over soon.’They sat in silence, then Riya took his hand and squeezed it. He leaned towards her and settled against her as they sat. She put her arm around him and cuddled him to her.‘Mom… I have to ask you.