Let’s see if we can find a film to watch.”It wasn’t exactly what I had planned for the night – watching a film with my Mother, but I didn’t ...want to ruin her good mood and didn’t have much else to do anyway. I walked into the lounge to find she had already changed into her silky pink dressing gown and was sitting at one end of the sofa. I put her wine and my can of lager on the coffee table and sat at the other end. I would usually have sat in the armchair but it was piled high with washing to. No one takes a second look at a player if he can't pound out 10 homers a year." Yeah," Fred muttered. He had found himself in the same situation a number of times. His glove got him a look but his bat made sure the look was a short one."Still, a good fielder is going to get some looks as a utility guy," Brock said. "It might not be a quick route to the All-Star Game but it's a way onto a Major League roster." It's hard to let go of that dream," Rafael remarked. "My whole life I was the kid with. "My mind was swimming and I could feel the blood pounding in my cock. Jennifer gave me a sly smile and says "What the hell, hold on". She went over to her dresser and fished out the matching satin bra and went into her bathroom. Was this really happening? Was she going to model the outfit me? A few seconds later she walked out. She looked amazing as the purple satin hugged her curves perfectly. I was blown away seeing the shiny puddle on the panty crotch, knowing her pussy is bathing in my. I know he is a big boy, ah er, girl now but he, ah, she is still my ah sibling. Jesus, how am I supposed to call him a her when he's been a he all my life. Damn." Confusing isn't it. Think that coffee is done?" I said pulling away to stand to get some cups."Thanks Steve, I need some coffee right now. A drink would probably be better but I'd rather have coffee."We sat drank some coffee, smoked some cigarettes and discussed Terry for another hour till we were both yawning. We went to bed. Mary's.