His syrupy voice is a soft sigh somehow, hearable and comprehensible enough in every logic and manner. I know. I do feel blameworthy for what he is d...eclaring now. I have overlooked and shut my eyes to his gorgeous presence for so long a time. I think he is right. It is high time we patch up and mend our bond. He was never the one who threw away the other. It was ITorimyself as an unquestionable alternative. Oh goodness! Where do I start now? Right now, all I feel in my heart is bottomless and. I went two for five -- a single and a smash double that might have been a three-bagger if I hadn't been spending so much time standing at the plate, admiring the ball's flight into deep right-centerfield.Hoo-boy! Maybe the slump was over.It was! We went into Yankee Stadium for the three-game weekend series and I tore things up there pretty good. It's always especially gratifying when you play well against the Yankees, and, boy, was I gratified! I won't bore you with the details, but my fat bat. 'I'm here, what room number are you in?' A simple sentence to text, but it took him four goes as he was running as fast as he could without making a spectacle of himself. Quick as a flash, came her reply, '314, a spare key is waiting for you at reception. Don't dither my pet.'His heart was pounding so loud he was certain the other passengers in the lift to the third floor could hear it. Ping! The lift doors opened and he felt faint when he saw room 314 was literally the first door. His mouth. His huge tongue now lapping out from his mouth slapping up over his snout and back into his mouth, I shuddered all over thinking in my mind watching this exactly what he was doing that for!Then without a single indication he was going to do this or that, he absolutely lunged himself forwards in a full outright run, stopping immediately right there between her spread wide open legs.Oh she now noticed him, and totally shook all over herself, and was trying to take her legs off each arm of the.