I hadn't seen Maria since picnic night, three days earlier. That had been deliberate on my part. If you don't know what to do with a girl, the best th...ng to do with her is nothing.We had the White Sox, then the Twins, and then Detroit before we would be back in Baltimore for a lengthy series of games at home before the All-Star break. I hadn't gotten the call to pitch in several days, but it didn't worry me because I recognized that the unique circumstances that had to arise in a game before. She let her breath out in a rush, and stood up straight."You're a dangerous man, Woody Buckholtz." Naw," he said carelessly. "I'm fully trustworthy. I only ambush a woman once, usually in broad daylight, where everyone can come to her aid. That's already over, so you're safe now." Are we going out again tonight?" she asked."I don't know," he said. "Why do you ask?" I might let you kiss me good night if we do," she said."We're definitely going out again tonight," he said, firmly. "But first,. ..' I looked back at the screen and there was no mistaking who was on the receiving end of the sex scene. There I was with my legs wrapped around the body of Charlie and he was slamming his rock hard nine inches deep into my anus. My hands gripped his shoulders as I bit in to his chest. I watched in awe as Daniel pulled my legs up till my feet was at Charlies head and Charlie raised up and rammed his entire length of man meat deeper into my bowels. I whimpered and whined as Charlie slid his. I was a dick to her sometimes, hoping she’d dump me. But she was always so fucking pleasant, so eager to let me be an asshole because she thought she loved me.”“She does love you,” I whispered, tears sliding down my cheeks.“She thinks she does. She clings to me but she doesn’t love me. She hardly knows me. She never tried to know me.” His words were so certain I almost believed them.“Anyway, I was a pussy when it came to breaking it off with her. I felt how much she depended on me, and at the.