Said. "I'd like nothing more than to put this team in a position to win every year. The fans finally came back to the ballpark in the past couple of y...ears. I want them to stay here long after I'm retired and fishing every day." Well, it's unique," Brock told him. "And I wouldn't count on it starting a trend." Nah, I didn't figure it would," J.C. replied. "It feels right for me, though. The thing is, well, I'm not sure how to say this. It made my Dad prouder of me than when I signed in the first. . It started when I was eleven. Are you sure that God condones it? I mean here? In the Convent?" Oh yes, my dear. He does. Do you feel? Like? I have been so busy recently that ... like? Perhaps we can help each other?" and the horny monk tugged at the tie that held the young woman's robe together."Do you mean? Like? Do you mean we should do what they were doing?" the nun stammered, a surge of lust coursing through her loins.I'm sure of that, Sarah. Especially since you've been fucked before.. Her cute round bottom looked so cute bouncing on the bed. He was giving her an even harder fucking than he gave me the night before. She was gripping into his arms with her fingers. Her head was back and she was moaning loudly. She then came very hard. He didn't stop fucking her. He kept pounding away while she came. She was panting and he kept fucking. She was almost crying. His cock looked so big fucking her. Her full pussy lips were being stretched and pulled with each thrust. . The next night, Sandy wasn't at the game, but I managed to scratch out one hit in four trips. We won again -- no thanks to my limited offensive prowess.In the final game of the Detroit series, I took the collar. Just when I thought all was well, I went oh-for-five. We lost that one, and I deserved some of the credit for the no-show of the Orioles' offense.I called Sandy after the game, even though it was already close to midnight."Did you hear what happened?" Yeah. I listened to the radio." I.