"Our starting offense is scary, top to bottom. Vasquez is a born lead-off man. And Josh Brennan -- Jesus! That kid wants to hit .400, and I think he's... maybe gonna do it!" Don't forget Zeke the Streak," Arlie Stone said, grinning. "You're a fucking load out there, Zeke, hitting in the three-hole!"Tejada was our clean-up guy, still, and his year-in, year-out .300 average seemed to have declined to the .270 level. But he was still hitting with power and driving in anybody standing on a base that I. I then grabbed their leaches and got behind them, driving them with the riding crop and leather belt like you drive a team of mules or horses. I would swat them and drove them into my bedroom, watching their contrasting mother daughter asses. Once in my bedroom I had them keep their feet on the floor and placed them looking into each others eyes across from one another, as I had in their house, in the preachers bed a couple hours earlier. This time, I tied their collars together with their. ’ ‘I…I can’t.’ Xavier said, irritated at the quaver in his own voice. It was so unlike him to even say those words, but he couldn’t help it. A hard life had toughened him but in a lot of ways he was still very young. He couldn’t even think about carrying on now as if nothing had happened. ‘Well, then you can’t.’ PJ said quietly. The way he said it made Xavier feel about six years old and he resented the other man for making him feel that way, but for once he had enough respect to keep his. So our shipping out time just got bumped an hour.”Carl shook his head and loomed over Sandra, “Let that be a lesson for you, you stupid whore…Don’t disobey your owner. Last time we saw a freebie shipped over to the prince, she was in a sick little snuff film we got back a week later.”Then both men stood over the utterly shocked and whimpering Sandra. Her mournful tape gagged face growing more and more shocked and terrified, as each man slowly began unzipping his jeans and looking at the.