One of the bedrooms was a mess, with dirty clothes scattered everywhere and a few empty food containers on the dresser. The hotel manager in me quaile...d at the mess.The bathroom was worse. I steered around his discarded underwear and peered into the bathtub. It was rusty and had coats of soap scum. At least I hoped it was soap. Yuck! Somehow I'd thought an environmentalist might be a bit cleaner.The last bedroom had been converted into a makeshift office. There was a beat up army-style metal. .. Funny, Costner looked like an awful lot better match for her than Whatshisname did. In the movie, Costner even got the girl, at the end!But not really. Whatshisname got the girl, in real life!And the Carolina League -- that's the same league as the Potomac Nationals play in. And of course Frederick -- Davey's team, too. In the movie, there were a lot of girls gunning for the ballplayers. I wonder if it's really like that? I guess I could ask ol' Davey, here. Of course, he might not tell me. "Fuck, that feels so damn good, Donna. Thrust your fingers faster," she pleaded again. They immediately jumped to full speed, and pleasurable thoughts poured out of her mouth. "Oh, I love you, Donna. I don't know how Jack landed you, but he doesn't deserve you," she moaned. My emotional high blocked a freak out then. Her right arm went over my body, as her left hand bumped over onto my pussy. As we both fingered each other, her eyes widened, and appeared to mine again. My other hand made its. Mum began unbuttoning my shirt, slipping her hand inside and stroking my chest, and then she pushed it off me and squirmed her breasts against my bare chest.Then she took my hand and led me into the living room, sinking down to lay back in the corner of the sofa, and I sat beside her, facing her and crumpled her breasts in my hands, and then bending over her to kiss her breasts and lick her nipples. They were hard as pebbles, and I sucked them in turn, taking as much of her breasts in my mouth.