Said flatly. ‘He will keep throwing pitches until one of them gives up. And I’ll be the kid, not Dober.’ The bullpen was standing, motionlessly ...atching the duel. The runner at first stopped his dancing, uncovered as a distraction and ignored. The third base coach went through useless signals and clapped his hands, the hitter had to get on base somehow. The fans were clapping rhythmically during the pauses, trying to pass their energy and will to Dober, to keep him going. Crouch, stare–kid’s a. A couple of hours later last orders were called and we were forceably told that the bar was closed and we needed to leave. We walked up the steps to the street and I turned to him. ''Your place or mine?'' I moved one hand to his waistband and tugged slightly, but he didn't need to be tugged.We gt to my place and I went into the kitchen, shouting to ask if he wanted a drink. When I got no reply, I turned to find him leaned in my doorway. He strolled towards me and he wraps his arms around me,. More

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