Another of the men, a guy in his late 30's had his cock out and was pumping furiously. I could tell he did not expect the show to last and was going t...o get his rocks off while he could do so looking at Diane. The original man was undoing his belt and unbuckling his pants in no great hurry. It was like he knew there was going to be a complete show. Diane was too caught up in what my hands were doing to her body to have noticed the additional audience, so I told her to look out and scan the. I was thrilled to be included and quickly took off my clothes and put on my new yellow bikini. After wrapping the sarong around my waist and tying it in place, I went to the pool.Walking across the deck, I looked into the pool and saw my brother and cousin splashing one another. I removed the sarong, dropped it on a chair and went to the edge of the pool. Frank saw me standing there, stopped his splashing and stared up at me."Wow, Jen," Frank said. "When did you get tits?"I froze! I know my. My polished toes glistened through my hose.To my surprise, a beautician arrived from the salon. Under mama'sdirection, he sat me down at the dressing table, covered my dress with aplastic cape and made up my face. First, he applied a bit of foundation.The lipstick and blush matched my coral nail color. My newly arched eyebrows he darkened with pencil. Finally, and to my surprise, at mama'sorders, he did my eyes in a lavish style with false eye lashes, muchmascara, coral eye shadow on my. I have to pitch to this guy! I have to stand there on the mound and peer in and get signals from a guy who makes my toes curl. Oh, shit.Baseball and sexual tension do not mix, "Bull Durham" to the contrary. It's a damn good thing I was good at focusing.Luckily, the day flew by. At one point I realized that it was my last day in The Program. And, OK, I didn't mind the last-day fondles I got. I was just worried I'd get too worked up, but I didn't. People seemed to leave me alone towards the end.