" A pitcher?... I was never a pitcher, Dewey. Not even in high school, f' chrissakes!" Well. You're the one, crying about how you want to be a ballpla...yer so bad. Pitchers don't gotta be good hitters, Freddie. All they gotta do is pitch. You got any chance at all, making it in this game, it would be as a pitcher." You think the Orioles would keep me on? As a pitcher? Maybe if I started over, down in Frederick -- or even in Aberdeen, with the rookie club?" There's not a chance in hell of that,. As well as these, I think." I selected the vibrator a well as a hefty little dildo of about six inches with a suction cup attached to the base and a silver vibrating egg."Do you have any rubbers?" Yes, in my husbands nightstand Sir." Please get them for me sweetie."I had her open the rubber; dropping the egg into the tip I then slid the dildo in. I made sure that the egg and the cord running to the controls were in place. Suzanne watched my every move with anxious fascination."Do you have any. We had both starting smoking cigarettes that summer. After fucking she had crawled back across the the console to the passenger seat and we had lit up. We watched as the moon rose through the trees.“I have an idea I want to talk to you about” she said exhaling smoke out the open window.“Yeah?,” I replied.“You know Maria Chin at school?’ she asked.I nodded. The Chin’s owned the Chinese restaurant in town. I had know Maria since kindergarten. She was in my class.“You think she is pretty?” Regina. One hand lifts from the cage.(Pound Pound Step)Cassie's hand shakes as it hovers inches from the latch. Her teeth clench. The sparkling gray swirls in agitation.(Pound Step Step)Cassie shakes her head. Her fingers close an inch short of the latch. "No ... stop it ... this isn't what I'm supposed to do!"(Step Step Step)"If you could get out, you would have lifted the latch yourself! You would have escaped already!" Cassie snatches her hand away. "I'm not doing it your way!"(STEP STEP... )Cassie.