She let her thumbs stroke over the nipples. She imagined a man doing it. It could have been Carl, her late husband, or her recent lover, Paul Crane. T...en her thoughts turned to a man who had never touched them, Walter Hartley. She scooped more shampoo from her hair and let her hands rub the lather into her lower triangle of hair. She pressed firmly, but lightly, and then let her fingers slip lower. She pressed her hips back to deepen the contact. In her mind it was Walter down there, working. It was so different with the drapes open and the daylight pouring in. It was such a different atmosphere. The four of us came down from the pool, still in our bathing suits and separated in the corridors. Just as if we were married, Jeff and I came into out suite, stripped off the suits and just flopped down on the bed together. ‘It was such an extemporaneous thing with no planning. Two couples who had gotten hot and had just left the pool for no other reason than to come down to fuck – pure. “Just moment Pete, this is special for you I know, I want to do it right, best you lean right over the arm of the settee, present that gorgeous ass high for me to get a good deep penetration.” James was so considerate, he was going to be my very first gay fuck and I wanted just to be all ass for him in the most provocative way, I did as he said and pushed up my ass as high as I could to receive his imminent fuck.It was strange though at first and for a moment I did ask myself what the hell was. The three players left the ball alone as it rolled down the line and settled, an inch in fair territory.We couldn't even give them an out.When I came up again later in the same inning, everyone was pretty disgusted. Vancouver had gotten two outs, one when Jimmy Baker stumbled between second and third, and one when Brian Lasker got hit by the ball Johnny McBride hit. Then our next four batters all got solid hits, even though they all batted left. Clay Thomas hit our eighth home run of the game,.