If things went bad early, the manager might turn to me to try and hold 'em until the sixth or seventh inning.Not much glory for the long-relief guy --...but, hell, I didn't care. I was 24 years old and in the big leagues! Asking for more would have been like pouting on Christmas morning!Sure, I had my dreams of being a starting pitcher, but I was determined to be patient, and to be a team guy. I was a rookie, after all. Rookies were like children -- they were to be seen and not heard.Our manager. But first what is your name young man? I refuse to demean you by calling you slave.” Jill asked.“He’s my slave...” Elsa started before Jill cut her off.“You gave me his services bitch! As long as he’s mine he’ll have a name.” Jill raised her voice at Elsa, and the other two old ladies added their “here, here” to her rant.“Have it your way Jill, his name is Eddie, or Edward, or Ed, I forget, what was it slave?” Elsa laughed.“Eddie Mistress Jill.” I allowed.“I’m Jill, that’s Jane, and that one is. And directedher to reach directly. When she entered she was looking gorgeous in white shirtand blue jeans I welcomed her and offered her a juice she, I was feeling shywith me so she went to a window and started looking outI went near her and hugged herfrom behind and placed my lips on her neck. Wow what the fragrance I startedkissing her neck and ear lob she was liking it but not reacting much being inthe same position I turned her face only and kissed her lips then she turnedand started. I ... also think that Rick wants to have an affair with you, unless I’m mistaken.“Come on, dear ... let’s do this together. Sure, it’s a sin, but we’ll sin together ... and take the same risks together. The three of us ... we can sin a lot together and have a helluva good time! I won’t ask you to be faithful to us, either, and I doubt that Rick will, am I right? See? We both know what a horndog you are, babe.“Hell, if Rick ever finds some hot twink or lady that he just has to plow, I like to.