As Buddy got out of the car he made a mental note to complain to Maddieabout how annoying it had been to get there. Start right out by givingher some...guilt. Make it easier to manipulate her later. Instead of adoorbell there was a large brass knocker. He raised the heavy ring andbanged it against the plate, at the same time looking at the face thattopped it all, a leering demonic visage. The deep hollow thumping wasanswered by Maddie's sister Helene, tall and austere, draped in somesort of. By then the Grapefruit League season was maybe half over, and the new Nats were feeling very good about themselves having won nine and lost only five. Balls were flying out of the wooden-fenced parks, and it was the rare game when we did not get two or three homers from our high-priced sluggers.The Washington newspapers and TV stations had produced reams of action photos and a multitude of excited stories, and, we were told, season ticket sales were steadily climbing. They were fixing up the. We were lovers. There was never a more passionate affair than the one between Jay and me. We couldn’t get enough of one another and in the short time we were together I had more orgasms than in practically any other time of my life. Jay was very dark, not black but the colour of rich, dark walnut. He was compact but beautifully formed with a spread of dark hair across his chest and a long, thick, circumcised cock, the size of which belied his slight build. He had dark eyes, beautifully framed. I tried, but I couldn’t. Anyhow. ‘Aw, Don,’ she laughed – Missy was eighteen, practically a woman, and she didn’t giggle, she laughed – ‘You…’ She wasn’t very good at smart-ass comebacks, but at least I could tell she wasn’t mad like she sometimes got if I teased too much. I said, ‘It was a great wedding.’ I tried to leave the mischief up in the air even though I was dying for more. ‘Did you have a good time?’I asked. ‘Wonderful. But it’s kind of hot in here.’ I said, ‘Yeah, it is.’ And she.