M.” she said. “ We will pick you up.” There it was confirmed, Lance would be attending. I trudged through the day and soon was headed home to ge...t ready. They arrived right on time and we headed out to a really nice restaurant not far away. Lance as always, was his old charming self. I just simply could not see what Beth ever saw in this guy. But as always, I held my tongue and made small talk. Dinner was more of the same, but I did notice that Lance was really drinking a bit more than usual.. Yours amazed at the fact that I managed to get through replying to your letter without calling you a dirty, lecherous, perverted, old man with deviant tendencies and feeling quite pleased with myself for showing such restraint,Cum Girl (Mrs)beep de beepity beepAll together now! 'Dick pic incoming'.Ohhh, what a strange appendage that is. Quite jaundiced, almost yellow, and such an unusual shape for a cock, what with its thick middle and the narrowing towards the base and head. Looks. It didn't take long to discover that the glasses helped Mark a lot. I don't know if it was the fact that he had had to concentrate more without them in order to qualify as just "bad", but with them he was pretty darn good. He was hitting a lot better and didn't miss anything I threw or hit even close to him. I thought he'd have no trouble making the team and was glad to tell him so. "You could be on my team anytime man. No outfield on the "B" team for you. You could play second easy!"He was. He had been in his share of long term relationships, some shorter arrangements that didn't quite work out, and an ashamedly drunken fumbling session with an equally drunken partner, not at all certain the next day whether they had managed to fornicate or not. Add the experimental three way failure (blame could squarely be laid on the other man's ego, according to Michael), and you only have the teenage loss of virginity with a battleweary whore to finish the list. The ongoing calendar of solo.