"The men broke up to head to the training room where lunch was laid out. Brock fell in beside his manager."You know, I sort of like these guys," Brock...mentioned."You like everyone," LaCross said."Yeah, I'm a real softie, aren't I?" Brock retorted. "I was actually pretty impressed with how well Fred moved around the infield. Radabaugh has some serious leather, too." Hartman can't hit," LaCross said. "Still, he improved his chances of making the big club today. He showed he can play all four. So was his dick, and it wiggled back and forth as he walked toward her.Wendy didn't say anything until they were back in her office. "I see you've noticed one of the differences between here and outside," she said."I was ... is..." She paused, suddenly aware of her clothes. "Is that ... normal?" Quite normal. It's been that way for, oh, seven or eight years. There's more, but one shock at a time." And you expect me ... I mean, do I have to..." It's the dress code here in the main offices.". Her open lips waited, red and full, poised, ready at the next instant to beg him to finish her.'Such wanton elegance, ' he mused. 'Delicate shoulders carved from the purest alabaster... white breasts firm enough to mimic stone, yet soft enough to allow cherry-red nipples to quiver with each breath... the flat belly, showing a hint of muscle beneath it, as though carved by a master sculptor to compliment the sleek lines of her long waist... legs, white as glistening ivory, chiseled and slim, a. We decide to try it one time to see what it would be like after all it was only for a few days ownership see if we liked it. What we found out after the first disaster was that no one is as naughty as we are they are rather boring so we plot to make the briers into our pets and see what happened. We agree to meet in a motel because after the last time we wanted to see what they were into and oh my god they had no clue. but you soon showed them. I walked in and looked around and.