So it was official, now. Beat the Goddamned Yankees or forget about it.The regular season's too long. The players can't sustain their emotional highs ...or 162 games. There aren't enough breathing spaces. Not enough days off. Not enough family time.I was fresher than most. Maybe because I was the only Oriole whose bed partner was with him, at home and on the road. Anybody else who was getting laid on road trips was either a Lothario picking up groupies, or a wife-cheating womanizer, or else he. Wait - wasn’t that Chuck? OMIGOD! She looked back at her son, eyes huge!Maude, looking on via the surveillance equipment in place was enjoying this immensely. It was probably wrong to manipulate the woman in this manner, but Sherry had set herself up as a target - and Maude just couldn’t resist! Besides, she needed Gary - and her agreement with the Confederacy limited the amount of time that she would be able to keep him. He would stay away until the woman was broken to the bits - and this. She led me to the bed and sat down with me in front of her, sheslowly began to undress me loosening the buttons on my shirt, slidingit off. She unbuckled my pants, loosened my button, and took downthe zipper as she slid my skintight jeans to the floor removing themand my shoes at the same time. There I stood with my near naked bodyin front of this slender angel, my chubby body embarrassed to bethere in front of her. She touched and kissed my belly making mefeel all calm and relaxed inside.I. I wrote this nearly ten years ago, probably the first fiction I ever wrote. It was in response to a thread on The Easter Bunny supposedly raping some woman. You can find the rest if you go to ASSTR, authors, Jane Urquart (Janey)The original action is set in Eddie's Interstitial Bar and Grill, the whereabouts of which one of the characters tries to explain. The characters are supposed to be a couple of scarecrows, but it is a bit strange and I cannot think what was running through my head when I.