Based on "Casey at the Bat" by Ernest L. Thayer The evening looked quite dismal at the Polo C...ub that night;The patrons, in their suits and ties, seemed angry and uptight,So when Crystal broke a heel, and Beth's stockings had a run,The owner of the drag club said, "I fear we are undone!" A big-shot critic's out there now, just waiting to review.If the show tonight ain't really good, then our days here are through.We've only one last. ."Now it was Pete's turn to kiss her, which he did. "It's okay, darling. We went into this swap thing knowing what we were doing. Let's don't feel we have to explain things to each other. Okay?"She laughed and lowered her head to his prick, running her tongue over the head of it. Then she straightened up. "Want me to suck you, honey, to sort of even up the score, or something?"Pete grinned excitedly. "Be my guest, darling."She kissed his cock lovingly. "Have you anything left in it for poor. Jim made sure that a complete account of the agreement with Parameter, the contractors and the building trades was written up in the Sunday newspaper in the business section.The construction started in earnest On September 15th. The unions had little problem manning the project since work was a bit slack in the area. Jim held off on the third shift until the site work was well under way and the concrete contractor laid out the slab. After the slab drawings were approved he ordered the concrete. “Shake his hand,” Daddy tells me, completely ignoring the weirdness of the situation. I follow directions. Robbie’s hand is warm and firm and Robbie smiles at me with playful eyes. For a moment I wonder what Robbie’s dick looks and feels like. I feel guilty because Robbie’s eyes sparkle as if he has read my mind. Daddy slowly removes his dick from my mouth and I immediately feel the loss. I feel cold and confused. Daddy sits on the couch and pulls me up and into his lap. I can feel Daddy’s.Read More
