240 hitter." Hey," Jim Beattie said. "Mike and I were both pitchers -- .240 hitters were our best friends!" Yeah, well, there's that," I said."Reason ...we asked you to come by," Mike said, "was that Dee Bronwyn's leaving the club at Bowie. He's going to be bench coach for the Mariners next year."Bowie was Baltimore's Double-A club in the Eastern League."We'd like for you to manage the Baysox next season," Mike said.Double-A. Bowie, Maryland was a stone's throw from Baltimore. Right here in the. A year or so later my English grades slipped. I fucked the English teacher in school and my grades were back on track. I had discovered the power I had between my legs to get men to do what I wanted. In medical collage I fucked professors, lab assistants, seniors and my fellow students whenever the need arose. I was so randy that I even fucked many just to satisfy my lust. After some time I lost count of men I had screwed. Then I got married. My husband was wonderful in bed and I did not need. We wanted to explore, make new friends and see strange new worlds. Like a child who ventures out into the wide world for the first time without the guidance of its parents, we hit many bumps along the way and not all species appreciated our outstretched hand."There was a constant however – the dedication and the enthusiasm of this crew. Without these qualities, my captaincy of this ship would have ended much earlier than today. My deep felt gratitude reaches out to all of you and to all who are. "Because they make my legs look more tanned than they are, call it vanity... no, call it a cheat!" There is more to it than that," he said, "something about the look and the feel."And as he said the word 'feel' I felt his hand. It passed over the top of my left leg and began to stroke my inner thigh.I quickly clamped my thighs together and looked around the room in a state of panic to see if anyone was watching, but then I remembered about the tablecloth. I relaxed and opened to allow him.