Era normal para mi ver desnudo a mi viejo, y por más que me calentaba nunca insinué nada.Esa noche de verano de mucho calor, mi papá entra a mi cua...rto mientras yo dormía, el ruido de la puerta hizo que me despertara, al notar eso me dice Papá: - Uhhh, perdoname, no sabía que ya estabas dormido, queres tomar una cerveza conmigo y charlamos.Yo: - Dale, no hay drama, esperá que me pongo el boxer y salgo.Papá: - Noooo, vení así en bolas si estamos nosotros solos, yo también en pelotas.Así que eso. Sam watched for Pam to join him while Lauren went over and sat her shapely ass in Phil's lap. Lauren had dressed fairly casually with a top that hung outside her pants and Pam was likewise dressed in shorts and a top that wouldn't take much energy to get her out of.Lauren wasn't interested in small talk. She quickly began to kiss Phil and let her hands and her lips do her talking as she let him know how hot she was to fuck. Tonight she didn't care if it was Phil or Sam or some other lucky male. She went back to Al and gently turned him over until he was on his back. He seemed to be breathing easily, so she finally started to relax. It was a then that the shakes hit her. The full realization of what she had done set in, and she lost control of her body for several minutes. Finally her practical side started to take over again. She knew she was in a bind. She had just killed someone, and there were no witnesses to corroborate her story.Bonnie unclipped her cell-phone from her belt and. Early-season winning wasn't new for the Orioles. Even farther back, in the years before Paul Warren when the club had been so awful for so long, the Orioles often had given their fans false hope in the early months of the season.Then they'd drop like a rock, failing badly during the clutch days of August and September.Since Warren had taken over, the team had become a lot more reliable, but, let's face it, even Warren hadn't gotten them into the World Series yet. Not even once. Playoffs? Yes..