So I haven't landed in the same time period, this is a little later than the time I was thrown back, but I think earlier than I had been recently, but... by how much I have no idea so far.As I approached the house two people emerged, one woman and a man, both wore plaid clothing. The woman in a long dress and barefooted, the man had some sort of trousers on, with a plaid long shirt, down to just above the knees, with a leather belt around his middle. On his feet he wore leather sandals laced up. Luckily, a few weeks later Mitch called me up and he had a request of me. He wanted me, yes me, to stay at his house for a weekend while he and his girlfriend make a trip to a nearby state to seal some business deals. I was willing but had to discuss with my wife. So I did and Tina (my wife) was ok with it except for the kids who would have to come with me and Tina was just not into it so we agreed that I would take Lucy while Jim would stay home since he has practice. All went well and Lucy. It was a commercial child-care arrangement that, over time, had become much more. The old man and his wife still thought of the boy as their grandson.Mr. Simpson beckoned the Barons' starting pitcher, Johnny Mackinson, over to the stands, and introduced him to his "grandson."The boy asked Mackinson for his autograph, and held out his book. In the book, there were autographs of many famous baseball players: Ted Williams' name was in there, and Joe DiMaggio's. Bob Feller, too! But these names. Arousing her, teasing her and tickling her. It was the hardest thing she had every tried, to lie still while his hands explored her. She could feel his finger slowly slide up her inner thighs, and slowly tickling her just below her pussy. She twitched, SMACK! And the hands kept moving, making her hotter and hotter, yet frustrating her even more because she couldn't give into the urge to clench her cheeks and keep his fingers there forever. She sighed, in both pleasure and frustration. Her.