Based on "Casey at the Bat" by Ernest L. Thayer The evening looked quite dismal at the Polo Club 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. I started giving her long firm thrusts now, and she was rewarding me by whimpering "YES!" with each and every one. I was picking up the pace and started fucking her like I would any other pussy. Her cries became louder and more frantic. I was making sure to pull out almost all the way with each thrust. I giving it to her hard now. Long, firm, hard thrusts. Over and over I pounded her heavily. Her words changed from "Yes" to "Fuck." I kept giving it to her. "Oh my god!" She yelled. Long deep. Technologically Advanced Scientists ... not gods. Until something better comes along you’ll do. Crete wasn’t all that far from Port Said, Egypt ... and, thanks to our resident Physicist... “minor in anthropology, thank you very much,” ... Cora Jo, Ph.D, we’d already spent two weeks at the Pyramids ... and we weren’t in that big a hurry. So ... why not Crete.After Crete came Zo’s suggestion. Gallipoli. Thousands of Australian and New Zealanders sacrificed all on the peninsula only to be defeated.Read More
