He's just been released from Bowie by the Orioles. He's on the line with me." You looking for work? Is that it?" Bell said."Yes, sir," I said. "My nam...e is Fred Brumbelow. I've been playing shortstop at Bowie..." The Orioles called him up for a few games, recently," Josie said."Yes, but that was only a fluke, Mr. Bell," I said, not wishing to oversell myself. "Injuries. I hardly got a smell." And now they've let you go?" It was that trade they made," I explained. "They picked up two infielders. Gwen told me about your interests.So, with agreement, I arranged with Sylvia to say to Charlie that she had invited me for tea tomorrow on the pretext that we had not been formally introduced since I started as handyman. I really do like it when refined elderly ladies talk dirty and admit they really enjoy sex.*So there I was Saturday afternoon, having a pleasant cup of tea and cake with Charlie and Sylvia. No guessing as where they wanted to conversation to go – their clothes and body language. I was going to get gang-banged, and I couldn't wait."Hey baby, you fuck as good as you suck?" a big, black biker asked roughly."Why don't you try to find out for yourself?" I asked, sliding down off the stool, molding my body to his, rubbing up against him, letting him feel how hard my nipples were."Let's take the bitch back to the pool table." Everyone seemed to like that idea, and suddenly I felt myself being carried toward the back of the bar. In a separate back room I felt my clothes being. I asked her what is this, she said lets have food together, I stay alone and have no one with me, you can accompany me for food. I hesitated at first but her innocent face with red lipstick made me surrender. We sat on sofa and had food, I asked about her family, she said she lives alone and have no one, She is not married and her parents threw her out as she wanted to be teacher but her parents didn’t supported as they didn’t want to spend money on her. She became too emotional and so was.