He knew how to pitch, not just throw. And he listened and worked hard. I had talked to him about the need to do something different on the third time ...through the line-up, and he actually understood the concept."Anyhow, go see Johnson; he'll be catching. Gimme at least three good innings, hear? Five'd be better. Wanna rest some people y'know"I nodded, sought out the big catcher, and he and I sat with the pitching coach, a grizzled old National Leaguer who still chewed Red Man tobacco. We went. She started to get aroused thinking about what she had gotten herself into. Her payment for her ‘service’ had been paid in advance and she had gotten, signed, and sent back a contract describing her commitments, what limits she had set and finally a confidentiality agreement between the two parties.The Still’s house was situated at the end of a road with little or no overlook from any neighbours. It was a two story building on a slope with what looked like a cellar floor with its own entrance.. It is very hard and hot and I want to feel it in your mouth. I want to see your tits too, take off your bra." Yes, I want you to see my tits..."she said staring at my thick penis, "Should I take off my panties too?"My voice was thick with a lust I had not known; "Yes, take them off too."She slid her skirt down, then her panties. Her vagina area was closely trimmed of hair."Now, suck me," I said with my heart pounding in my ears.She leaned forward, her breasts touching my shins. She lifted my. I went over to the couch and tried to sleep. I was getting pretty used to sleeping on couches.I got up the next morning trying to figure out what I was going to do. So much circumstantial shit, but it adds up. I had to face Cara today. I decided to go to the Holiday Inn and find out the facts for myself. I asked mom to watch the boys for me so I could go talk to Cara. Mom was glad to see that I was at least giving Cara a chance to explain.I headed over to the Holiday Inn. I first looked for.