He is so worried, in fact, that he seems to have forgotten about the social niceties that make the world go round.’ He walked up to Archbaroness and... extended his hand. ‘I’m Johnny Ramirez and my partner over there setting up his camera is Fred Ward.’ Archbaroness and Johnny shook hands. ‘It’s good to meat you Johnny. I’ve read many of your articles, you write good stuff. You’re very good at getting the truth out of people.’ A wide smile spread across Johnny’s face. ‘Oh, I have ways of getting. My personal record was thirteen foul balls in a row, and I really hadn't planned to beat that today.The pitcher was getting frustrated--he wanted to finish me off and get the game over--and he let loose with another fast ball, this one just a little inside.I turned my body, brought the bat in front of me, and let the ball bounce off it and roll down the third base line. I dropped the bat and took off for first. The Warriors were caught flat-footed. Nobody expects a bunt with two strikes. It was. At the mall, grown men ogled me up and down when I was just thirteen!Showing plenty of midriff, wearing the tightest pants imaginable, and talking a good game made me very popular among the not yet initiated boys in junior high school, and I used them like disposable tissues!When I got to high school, things changed for the worse, not because I didn't have the 'stuff' anymore, but because there were plenty of girls that WOULD go all the way, and the volume of competition got dramatically. Took the head of my first cock in my mouth. I was amazed at how WARM it was, and how his cock was simultaneously soft on the outside and rock hard on the inside. Jamal's hand urged me forward, and I submitted, sliding my lips down around his big black dick and licking around it with my tongue. I smelled and tasted the muskiness of his crotch and almost instinctively reached up and grabbed his balls. "Oh. Yeahhh. That's good." he said, and I felt the pressure of his hand push my mouth.