His finger was gentle, yet there was a boldness about the way he touched her. She supposed if he could touch her asshole easy as kissing her mouth, th...n he’d touch anything and everything she had. Maybe he deserved everything she had. Maybe. And maybe she’d decided long before she realized it that it was he she’d give it all over to. Maybe even that night they’d sat talking about a movie on TV without sound, as if she’d been the one he was there to see, as if the whole night had been meant for. Lifting up the skirt I smelled a very strong pussy odor. When I made contact my tongue found a very bushy slit, giant labia, but it took me a while to find the clit. Intoxicating. I began my job. No juices flowing. I’m going to fail. Suddenly hands grabbing my ears hard pulling me hard into the snatch. Muscles tensing and quivering. Then my head pushed away hard. I guess I did it. Sitting there waiting to be rewarded with my sensual blowjob.“You did it again, stud. These women claim they never. That wasn't like me, at all.Paul Warren, however, didn't raise an eyebrow. He just penciled-in one of the newly called-up guys at DH and mumbled something about getting a look at what the kid could do."Jesus, but you're ugly!" Warren told me. "How about, maybe, you sit in the outfield with the relief pitchers, so I don't have to look at you?"I took batting practice as usual, and felt fairly normal swinging the bat. As always, my hits, even in batting practice, were gentle liners to the outfield. ” She pulled out the healing potion. “Why we all were in trouble. Angela could have died. We were counting on you. You’re supposed to be one of us. Helping us, not running away.”I flinched beneath her words. I opened my mouth, about to speak, but she cut me off.“I don’t want to hear your cowardly excuses. We are a team. We were all trying to stop them, to work together, but you were the only one of us who ran.”Tears fell down my cheeks. “But ... but ... They were ... Had swords ... Kill us...”.