The light oil dripped delicately into his hand as if he had purchased it the day before. Miraculously, his mother’s preservation technique had worked. The volatile solvents in the oil had been preserved by the tight-fitting lid of the Mason jar over a score of years. He sat cross-legged on the floor and oiled the stiff leather of the glove with Neatsfoot oil for an hour to make it supple again before leaving the house in search of guys his age who liked to play baseball. He had enjoyed Baseball immensely as a youth and had never had time to play after he had left his mother’s home to go to college. He expected to have a grand time re-experiencing the joys of his childhood without having to worry about work or deadlines.
Little Doubting Thomas Scene 62
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Little Doubting Thomas Scene 144
Then she held the tip of the nipple shut with two fingers as she gave the bottle a violent...
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Meg’s Transformation Scene 3
They went to a sports bar and chatted amicably with some of the men folk. Next, they took her...
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Mother Knows Best Scene 13
Doug was having the same problem. None of the girls dancing were turning him on. Something was very wrong....
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Stories we Tell Scene 141
Margaret was honest and forthright in her request – and it made sense. A flicker of hope danced into...
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From Hubby to Bubby 26th July Scene 3
By the time Jason got back from delivering the trolley Sandra was already in the front seat of the...
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Miki’s Pool Party Scene 4
Her hands are soft and caress me gently. I smell the wonderfully intoxicating aroma of the oil. I am...
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Mothers Sissy Personal Assistant Scene18
“I know I probably won’t become some rich or famous artist or designer but… I fancy doing something I...
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The Worst Summer in My Life Scene 2
We stopped at Dan’s house first to drop him off and set plans for tomorrow. Jimmy and I said...