Rollie’s still with Gwinnett. He’s the guy you met the first time I came to the Club.”“Don’t you have any new friends on the Orioles yet?”...��Sure. And I’d like to show you off to them, too. But Rollie is special, because he’s the one who caused me to meet you.”“How’s that?”“It’s a long story, but I’ll tell you all about it later.”The Braves were out of contention and although they were well-coached and still hustled on the field, you could kind-of tell they were just playing out the string on a. An aspiring young model." Karl says. "What's her name?" Mel asks as he eyes the photos."Marcy Angeli," Karl answers. "She just celebrated her nineteenth birthday!"Mel studies a picture of a lovely young woman standing in Central Park overlooking the lake. "How'd you get her to do that?" Mel asks, poking the woman's bare chest. "I just walked up to her, told her to stay still, and unbuttoned her blouse!" Karl squeals. "She wants to make it as a model, so she listens to the photographer. She. I sat down next to her with excitement flowing through my body. I wanted to touch her thigh but was too afraid. She leaned her head on my shoulder and thanked me again for a great night and being such a great son. When she lifted her head I turned to give her a kiss on the cheek. As fait would have it she did the same thing. Our lips met for the third time tonight. One second passed, 5 seconds passed, and neither one of use pulled away. At this point I stopped think and let my body take over. I. So kissable were they, that Tobias did not resist, and one such tribute led to another and the embrace became more than purely affectionate before Lucy breathlessly pushed him away.Smiling, she brushed her fingers over his lips and said, “I’m sorry, my love. I’m so tired these days. And with Jamie being still so little, I’m not ready to add to our family quite yet.”Tobias still felt the hum of passion thrumming through his veins. “We could do other things?” he inquired hopefully.Lucy’s smile.