Hmmm. Looks like I've gone from being a starter, to a middle reliever, and now to a just-get-out-the-lefty specialist. Well, it was no way for me to m...ake it into the Hall of Fame, but if it would get me to Camden Yards, so be it! I was ready to be the club's get-out-the-lefty specialist all the way to the World Series.The Orioles made their cuts -- two rounds of them -- during March and several guys that I thought had performed pretty damned well for them were sent down to Ottawa or Bowie. Todd smiled remembering that Kate had drained his balls three times this morning. Her orgasms were uncountable as always. She had provided for the three days without him. Saturday morning, at a very late breakfast, the guys looked a little battered but all had that shit-eating grin on their faces. The girls just smiled at Todd with a twinkle in their eyes. As agreed, the guys disappeared at a quarter to 1 pm. Sofia quickly went to the front door and locked the two bolts someone in the past had. They got fully dressed and came outside, where I had eight long strips of wood, cut from a large piece of plywood I had found in the shed."Master, what are those for?" "These are going to help us stay above the snow."Quite simply, they were handmade skis, though not like the antiques you might find hanging above the fireplace at a fancy ski lodge. However, I was actually fairly proud of them. Each ski had a length of thin rebar duct taped to the bottom, strong enough to help keep the wood from. " What, you can live with me fucking other girls?"Dawn exhaled, frowning slightly. "Well ... I wouldn't say I like the idea." Then I won't. I'm trying to grow up and be mature here."Dawn smiled sweetly and held my cheek, leaning into kiss me. "Okay. If you can do it, I'll be happy. I love you Ben. I really would be thrilled knowing you're saving yourself for me." I will," I said firmly.Fortunately for me, both Dawn and DJ were in better spirits the next morning, and once again we were a happy.