He was hoping that he was having a nightmare. The mansaid in fierce deep voice, "Ken this is no nightmare. God has heard yourprayer and He sent me to ...help you."Trembling Ken asked, "What are you, an angel? You seem too fierce to bean angel."The creature replied, "Read your Bible. Angels are very tough men. Oneangel can wipe out a million men. You need to forget about the angelsyou have seen on 'Touch By An Angel' or in advertising." The angeladdressed Ken firmly and said, "Look I can help you,. I'm going to use Matt for his bat if he can be as good as either of our infield people are now. If we need his arm, well, I guess we'll have to send him to the bullpen to warm up or he'll have to warm up between innings."I was grinning and the other three men had serious frowns of indecision on their faces. The pitching coach said, "I guess I should get Frank in here to coach him on hitting, but Matt may not need or want any advice."The Manager told me to get out of there and come in at noon. And I hear the damnablewhistle of leather again. I brace myself for the pain but the leather bitesinto my bottom from behind, just above my straining thighs. My legs tug againstthe ankle cuffs as I bounce upward and lurch forward. You will give me no peace,no chance to prepare. I will dance as you see fit. The crowd seems pleasantlyamused, Some are clapping at what seems a slow rhythmic pace shouting wordsof encouragement to you and bellowing out suggestions that are both imaginativeand. In our group was my best friend Mel, her fuck buddy Nick, and his roommate Sean. We started off swimming in our bras and underwear but after some convincing and more whiskey we girls ended up topless. It was very invigorating swimming topless in their apartment pool where at any moment someone could look out and see us. When Mel and Nick went off to another corner of the pool Sean made his move. He started trying to sweet talk me at first, saying how pretty I was and how bad he wanted me..