Part of my success with women, which often included getting them to try many more things than they came to my house to try initially, was that I didn'...t play social or mind games with the girls. I talked to them like they were guy friends. I wasn't crude, but I was very open, and I asked them both what they wanted and what they thought about it after they got it. I honestly think that had more to do with making women comfortable around me than anything else. I didn't play the normal male/female. ..a guy!! I was shocked! to say the least, I mean I had always expected him to be the one to come out but I wasn't ready for it when he did. He told me he had been talking to guys on the net and had be wanting to be with one (at this point he didn't no I had been with a guy) We got out of the hottub and went inside and to his room, he showed me his ICQ list and all the guys he had been talking to. He told me about this one guy who had wanted to meet up with him. He said he didn't want to. I could hit singles. And a double, now and then, just to break the monotony. And, yes, I had entertained thoughts of DiMaggio's record, as well as Ted's. Why the hell not? Until the beaning, at least, I had been spraying base hits around like Ty Cobb on steroids. The only reason I wasn't still hitting over .400 in late May was that a funny thing had happened to me after I'd gotten my cheekbone smashed. Something -- I wasn't sure just what -- was off. Just a little off, but enough that my. She needn’t have worried about attraction attention for Rachael was already deep in a trance and only had eyes for the TV. The music began to swell and as if on command Rachael unclipped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her little breasts now unfettered stuck out proudly tipped by stiff nipples. She then cupped her small tits in her hands and Holly held her breath as she watched her sister begin to pinch and roll the little nubbins between her thumbs and fingers. There was no doubt that.