So what did you slip on? Or how did you slip?” They stare at me with a curious expression.The thing is ... I don’t really know what had happened. ...I glance to the sink ... Then to my hands. I feel like I want to remember something ... Even though I have no clue what it is that I want to remember.“I’m not sure, maybe clumsy feet?” I sort of laugh off.I notice they’re beginning to look closely at me. Unsure why, but it’s making me uncomfortable. I smile briefly, trying to look sincere.“Again .... I was busy thinking one when Radha called me."Prakash, the dinner is ready. Let's eat."We sat on the dining table and started eating. It was a typical south Indian meal. There were Idlis and Dosas along with Saambar and Rice. Radha was busy watching a daily soap. I was looking up and down her body, trying to take in as much beauty as I could. I was watching her lips as she was eating Saambar. Wow! They looked so juicy! How I would love to suck and kiss and lick them!Just then she dropped her. I will say that I was late getting home that night.The other softball players were another matter as one moved into town with her family. The remaining players were my problem and they did talk though very few people listened to their stories except the reporters. Even when video appeared, everyone claimed it was faked, as no one could do what the videos were proclaiming I could do. What I could not avoid was the desperation of people or in my case teenagers who wanted to be known for. Pride made me nod gently to continue.THWACK"Three."I made a sort of involuntary UHHH noise. I straightened my body into a perfect plank against the pain."Keep still, please. I'm going to give you two in a row." Wha-" I thought.THWACK"Four."THWACK"Five!"I gave an utterly embarrassing squeal, and my hands shot to my ass. The pain was shattering. The heat of my skin was incredible. I writhed on the pillows."One more." She said.She waited until I was still. Amazingly, I felt my cock stir. I had.