"You must agree tofulfill my every request, regardless of how odd it is, or how embarrassedyou might think you are going to be. Together, we will exp...ore theultimate boundaries of both our sexual imaginations. As this is a mutualjourney, there can be no embarrassment or discomfort, only pleasure foreach of us. Agree?" I nodded, not entirely sure of what I was agreeingto, but she surely had my attention."To signify your commitment to our journey, you can begin by showing mehow you like to. And a double, now and then, just to break the monotony. And, yes, I had entertained thoughts of DiMaggio's record, as well as Ted's. Why the hell not? Until the beaning, at least, I had been spraying base hits around like Ty Cobb on steroids. The only reason I wasn't still hitting over .400 in late May was that a funny thing had happened to me after I'd gotten my cheekbone smashed. Something -- I wasn't sure just what -- was off. Just a little off, but enough that my hitting had become. The guy who owned it was a strong believer in blatant advertising, so it frequently appeared on local billboards, in our newspaper, at sponsored sports events, etc. "Play Bowling at Ten-Pin Bowling" was his much-repeated, unimaginative slogan.Robert paid for a game for him and me. At our lane he didn't bother putting on his shoes, telling me to bowl for both of us.While I was swinging my first ball, I whacked it against my thigh, hurting and surprising myself. I dropped the ball, and it was in. The first guy thought he was in heaven, seeing her doing a reverse cowgirl on my cock as he walked in, here was a 6 foot tall slim blonde, with the pinkist pussy right in front of him, the others also stripped in double quick time, and made for her body, poor Sue nearly got left out. Of course soon the room was filled with hard cocks and two woman either sucking or being fucked by three cocks, neither wanting to make the guys wait took them in both holes. My balls shot her ass full of cum, no.