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Ralph Kiner
Warren Corbett
Ralph Kiner was baseball's leading home run hitter for a few years after World War II. As a broadcaster for the New York Mets, he became famous for his verbal strikeouts.
Ralph McPherran Kiner was born in Santa Rita, New Mexico, on October 27, 1922. His mother, Beatrice Grayson, came from Oregon and had served as a nurse in France during World War I. His father, Ralph Macklin Kiner, was a baker. He died when young Ralph was four. The widowed Mrs. Kiner took a job in Alhambra, California, near Los Angeles.
Ralph said he developed his baseball skills by playing year-round in the sunny climate and was encouraged by a neighbor who befriended the fatherless boy. He played shortstop for a youth team sponsored by the Yankees, but Pittsburgh scout Hollis Thurston convinced Kiner that the Pirates offered him a better opportunity than the talent-rich Yanks. He signed with Pittsburgh as soon as he graduated from Alhambra High.
Kiner began his professional career in 1941 as an outfielder with Albany in the Class A Eastern League, two steps below the majors. In two seasons there he batted .288 and .268. In 1942 his 14 homers led the pitcher-friendly league.
He joined Toronto in 1943, but within a few weeks he was inducted into the Navy Air Corps. He spent World War II as a Navy pilot flying antisubmarine missions in the Pacific, and said he "barely touched a bat."
When he joined the Pirates for spring training in 1946, he had added 20 pounds; at age 23, he had grown from a boy to a man, six-foot-two and 195 pounds. He was a springtime sensation. Pittsburgh sportswriter Charles J. Doyle gushed, "Kiner can run like a deer, he can throw like a DiMaggio and when his bat clicks nothing but the fences will stop his line drives." This was spring-phenom hyperbole; according to most later accounts, Kiner had a weak arm and was a slow runner, although he played center field for the Pirates in his rookie year.
Manager Frankie Frisch, who was notoriously hard on young players, declared, "Kiner looks like he's going to be the best [outfielder] we've ever had."
He lived up to the hype to some extent. He batted just .247 in his rookie year and struck out 109 times (the only time he exceeded 100), but he led the National League in homers with 23. He admitted this was a fluke; the Giants' Johnny Mize, who finished just one behind him, missed several weeks with a broken wrist.
The 23 homers tied the Pirates' club record, set by Johnny Rizzo in 1938. Pittsburgh's Forbes Field was a mammoth ballpark that produced more triples than any other park, but permitted few home runs. The righthanded-batting Kiner hit only eight at home.
Baseball gave no official rookie of the year award in 1946, but
The Sporting News
named Philadelphia outfielder Del Ennis its National League rookie of the year. The "Bible of Baseball" reported that Ennis had led all N.L. rookies in home runs (wrong - he hit 17) and RBI (wrong - he had 73 to Kiner's 81). The bizarre travesty of journalism carried the byline of editor J.G. Taylor Spink, but was probably written by one of his ghosts.
In fact, Ennis was the more productive hitter; he outdid Kiner .849-.775 in on-base plus slugging percentage, a statistic that was then unknown but is now regarded as an accurate shorthand expression of a hitter's value. Ennis's .313 batting average was likely the deciding factor, because most baseball authorities then considered that stat to be the measure of a batter's worth. They were not likely to honor a .247 hitter.
In 1947 the Pirates acquired 36-year-old Hank Greenberg from Detroit. Greenberg had once hit 58 home runs and had led the American League in 1946 with 44. In spring training Kiner met the man he would call "the single biggest influence of my adult life." On the first day, Greenberg suggested they take extra batting practice. That was Kiner's first lesson: hard work is the way to succeed. The young slugger and the old one became friends and roommates on road trips. Kiner said Greenberg made him a pull hitter and built up his confidence. Greenberg also gave him a wardrobe makeover after he spotted Kiner wearing brown shoes with a tuxedo.
Greenberg's arrival made a more tangible contribution to Kiner's development as a home-run hitter: To make Forbes Field friendlier for the veteran, the club built a bullpen in left field, cutting the 365-foot foul line to 335. The left-center power alley shrank from a formidable 406 feet to 376. The new bullpen - actually about average home-run distance for a big-league park - was dubbed "Greenberg Gardens."
When Kiner started slowly in 1947, manager Billy Herman wanted to send him back to the minors. Greenberg persuaded owner Frank McKinney to veto that idea.
By the All-Star break in July, Kiner had 20 homers. He got hot in August, belting homers in four consecutive at-bats over two games and ringing up seven in four games. On August 16 he became the first Pirate to homer three times in a game. But The Sporting News harrumphed that, if he broke Babe Ruth's record of 60, it would be tainted because of Greenberg Gardens.
Kiner hit four homers in a doubleheader in August and eight in four games - a record. On September 18 he became the fifth player to hit 50 home runs in a season. The Giants' Mize joined the club two days later. They finished tied for the league lead with 51.
By then season sportswriters had renamed Greenberg Gardens "Kiner's Korner." (Greenberg, in his last season, hit 25 homers.) Kiner hit 28 of his home runs in Forbes Field, 23 on the road. The lefthanded-batting Mize, playing his home games in the Polo Grounds with its short right field fence, hit 29 at home, 22 on the road.
The Pirates' home attendance spiked by 71 percent over 1946. Kiner was the main attraction on a club that finished tied for last place. The owners tripled his salary to $30,000 for 1948. His teammate, pitcher Fritz Ostermueller, commented, "Home run hitters drive Cadillacs. Singles hitters drive Fords." (There are several versions of this quote, but they all agree on the essential elements.) Kiner did buy a Cadillac; Ostermueller's choice of transportation is not recorded.
Kiner fell off to 40 home runs in 1948, again tying Mize for the league lead. (Stan Musial of St. Louis also hit 40, but one of them was erased in a rainout, preventing Musial from winning the Triple Crown as the leader in homers, RBI and batting average.) The Pirates rose to fourth place, posting their only winning record during Kiner's years in Pittsburgh.
Pittsburgh attendance grew 18 percent to another record, 1.5 million. The 1948 season was the peak of the postwar baseball boom; major league teams drew nearly 21 million fans, the most until 1962, when both leagues had expanded to 10 teams.
Kiner was convinced that the absence of Greenberg or a similar feared hitter behind him in the lineup enabled pitchers to pitch around him. He drew 117 walks, 19 more than in '47, and was walked at least 100 times in each of his next six seasons.
The club bumped Kiner's 1949 salary to $40,000. He started strong and had 23 home runs at the season's mid-point, but was six games behind Ruth's 1927 pace. On September 11 and 13 he hit homers in four consecutive at-bats, becoming the first man to do that twice. The next day he stroked number 49. He had hit 12 homers in 14 games, but, with only 16 left to play, he had given up on catching Ruth.
He put his byline on a ghostwritten article in
The Saturday Evening Post
magazine titled "The Home Run I Would Hate To Hit." He said he didn't want to break the Babe's sacred record. More than 50 years later, he wrote, "That was a big fat lie."
Kiner did have a shot at Hack Wilson's National League mark of 56 homers. He hit his 54th on the next-to-last day of the season. (He had lost one in a rainout.) Forty thousand fans came to Forbes Field for a season-ending doubleheader, but Kiner fell short of Hack Wilson. He was the first National Leaguer to hit 50 homers twice; only Babe Ruth and Jimmie Foxx had done it in the American League. No one would equal that accomplishment until the schedule expanded to 162 games.
Kiner also led the league with 127 RBI. He placed fourth in the Most Valuable Player voting by baseball writers, his highest finish ever; Jackie Robinson, the batting champion for pennant-winning Brooklyn, won the award.
The Pirates signed him to a two-year contract, highly unusual at the time, at $65,000 a season. He was the highest-paid player in the National League; American Leaguers Joe DiMaggio, Ted Williams and Bob Feller made more. Kiner said club owner John Galbreath also cut him in on some real estate investments.
But that was far less than he was worth, as big-league players would find out when free agency arrived a quarter-century later. A Pittsburgh theatrical booking agent remarked, "If Kiner were as big a figure in show business as he is in baseball, he would draw down a stipend of $30,000 a week."
At that time Kiner was still living with his mother in Alhambra. The singer Bing Crosby, a minority owner of the Pirates, drew the young, single star into his Hollywood circle, even arranging for Kiner to escort 17-year-old actress Elizabeth Taylor to a movie premiere. He built a house in Palm Springs, California, then just emerging as a golf and tennis resort for the Hollywood set; Kiner was now an avid golfer. Friends and neighbors included Frank Sinatra and Lucille Ball and her husband and co-star, Desi Arnaz.
He dated other Hollywood starlets, but on October 13, 1951, he married 22-year-old tennis star Nancy Chaffee, the sixth-ranked American player. Greenberg served as best man at the wedding. Kiner proudly recounted that, after two years of lessons, he was able to beat Nancy at tennis - two weeks before she gave birth to their first child.
In 1950 Branch Rickey, the baseball legend who had built dynasties with the St. Louis Cardinals and Brooklyn Dodgers, became the Pirates' general manager, but the club fell to last place.
Kiner clubbed 47 home runs in 1950 (
The Sporting News
named him Player of the Year), then 42, then 37 in 1952. He led the league each year. His seven consecutive home run titles are a record; not even Ruth did that.
The Pirates' owners signed him to a $90,000 contract for 1951. This outraged Branch Rickey, of whom Kiner would say later, "He was cheap." Many others shared that opinion. Baseball historian Bill James wrote, "Rickey, in one of the oddest moves of his career, [was provoked] to begin systematically destroying Kiner's reputation as a player, so that he could trade him; it's nuts, but that's what he was doing."
In Rickey's papers at the Library of Congress, his biographer, Murray Polner, found a "confidential" letter to owner John Galbreath. Kiner, Rickey wrote, "would not throw or run and could not field and was a self-appraised star and could have no part ever in a pennant-winning club." He complained that Kiner was given special privileges by the manager, demanded "highly expensive" air conditioning in the clubhouse and insisted that his contract include a clause guaranteeing that the shorter fences in Kiner's Korner would stay. Kiner denied all this in his 2004 memoir. Polner concluded, "Kiner became the scapegoat for [Rickey's] failure to improve the club." The parallels to Alex Rodriguez's stay in Texas are obvious.
The 1952 Pirates lost 112 games, the worst record of any major league team since 1935. Home attendance dropped by about one-third, and Kiner's batting average fell to .244. Despite his league-leading home-run performance, Rickey cut his salary to $65,000. When Kiner objected, Rickey told him, "We can finish last without you."
Kiner's fellow players had elected him the National League player representative. He and Yankee pitcher Allie Reynolds, representing the American League, renegotiated the pension plan during the off-season. Piling on, Rickey told owner Galbreath that Kiner's leadership role was "bad" for the team
In June 1953 Rickey traded Kiner and four others, including future broadcaster Joe Garagiola, to the Chicago Cubs for six players and a cash payment reported to be as much as $150,000. Pittsburgh fans hanged Rickey in effigy, and some prominent citizens proposed a boycott of Forbes Field until Rickey was fired. But Rickey was right about one thing: the Pirates did finish last without Kiner in 1953 and for the next two years.
Rickey was right in another way: Kiner was only 30 years old, but he was suffering from back problems. Other home run kings - Ruth, Aaron and Bonds - were still clearing the fences as they approached or passed their fortieth birthdays, but Kiner was just about done.
In Chicago he joined Hank Sauer, who had tied him for the 1952 home run championship and had won the MVP award. Both were considered slow outfielders with poor throwing arms. Manager Phil Cavaretta moved Sauer to right field so Kiner could play left. Sauer protested that his arm was not strong enough to play right. Cavaretta replied, "But it's still better than Kiner's."
The two leadfoots in the outfield corners were the butt of jokes. Whenever a fly ball was hit, it was said, Kiner and Sauer shouted to center fielder Frank Baumholtz, "Plenty of room, Frankie." Years later Sauer denied that the center fielder ever ran into foul territory to catch a fly.
Kiner had another strong season in 1953, racking up 35 homers and 116 RBI with Pittsburgh and Chicago combined. But the following year he fell off to 22 home runs, playing 147 games despite continuing back pain.
The Cubs sold him to the Cleveland Indians after the season for a sum variously reported as $60,000 to $150,000. The deal involved several other players. The acquisition of Kiner was front-page news in Cleveland, even in the midst of the notorious Sheppard murder case. His friend Greenberg was the Indians' general manager; the field manager, Al Lopez, had been another of his mentors during his rookie year in Pittsburgh.
Cleveland had won the 1954 A.L. pennant with a league-record 111 victories, ending the Yankees' five-year championship run, but the New York Giants swept them in a four-game World Series. Greenberg said Kiner would add the power the club needed.
Kiner was able to play only 113 games in 1955, with 18 home runs and a .243 average. He said doctors gave 50-50 odds that surgery would fix his back. Instead he retired at age 32 to become general manager of the Pacific Coast League San Diego Padres, a Cleveland farm club.
In San Diego he got his first taste of play-by-play broadcasting because, he said, he couldn't afford to hire an announcer. When his old Pittsburgh club played in the 1960 World Series, he did a post-game show on local radio. He was hired to broadcast Chicago White Sox games in 1961 when Greenberg was the team's general manager.
In 1962 he joined the broadcast team of the expansion New York Mets. He said, "The Mets hired me because they looked at my background with the Pirates and saw that I had losing experience." The Mets lost 120 games in their first season, even more than the 1952 Pirates.
His TV post-game show was called "Kiner's Korner." In an early broadcast, he interviewed the Mets' catcher, Choo Choo Coleman, who was not a talkative man.
Kiner asked, "What's your wife's name and what's she like?"
Coleman replied, "Mrs. Coleman, and she likes me, Bub."
Kiner, Lindsey Nelson and Bob Murphy broadcast Mets' games for the team's first 17 seasons. Nelson left in 1979; Murphy retired in 2003; Kiner was still going in 2004, working only part-time after suffering a stroke.
As a broadcaster, his thoughts seemed to detour between his brain and his mouth. Among the famous Kinerisms:
"On Father's Day, we again wish you all Happy Birthday."
"Solo homers usually come with no one on base."
"All of his saves have come in relief appearances"
"If Casey Stengel were alive today, he'd be spinning in his grave.
"We'll be back after this word from Manufacturers Hangover."
Occasionally he produced a gem. Describing a wide-ranging center fielder, he said, "Two-thirds of the earth is covered by water. The other third is covered by Garry Maddox."
Kiner and Nancy Chaffee divorced in 1968. They had three children: sons Michael, who played briefly in the Mets' farm system, and Scott and daughter Kathryn, known as K.C. Nancy Chaffee later married sportscaster Jack Whitaker and died in 2002. Kiner married again in 1969; he gives his second wife's name only as Barbara. When they divorced in 1980, he claimed, many items of baseball memorabilia disappeared with her. In 1982 he married DiAnn Shugart, a businesswoman in the Palm Springs area. She died of cancer on March 22, 2004, at age 70.
Baseball writers elected Ralph Kiner to the Hall of Fame in 1975, his fifteenth and last year on the ballot. He squeaked in with just one vote more than the 75 percent required for election.
Many fans and analysts have questioned whether Kiner deserves the honor, since he hit "only" 369 home runs and played just 10 seasons. When Kiner retired in 1955, however, he ranked sixth on the career home run list, just ahead of Joe DiMaggio and Johnny Mize. Fifty seasons and many sluggers later, he was 57th in 2004. Before the 2004 season, he still ranked sixth in home run percentage; he hit homers in 7.09 percent of his at bats. Ahead of him were Mark McGwire, Ruth and three active players - Barry Bonds, Jim Thome and Sammy Sosa - whose percentages will likely drop as they get older. He stood 27th on the all-time list with a .946 on-base plus slugging percentage. There is no doubt how he ranked when he was active:
The Sporting News
chose him for its major league all-star team four times in five years from 1947 through 1951. Bill James noted, "Musial, Williams, DiMaggio and Kiner - those were the greatest outfielders of this period."
Major league statistics from the Sabermetric Baseball Encyclopedia,
Total Baseball
(Fifth Edition) and
SABR's Home Run Encyclopedia
. Minor League statistics from
The Sporting News
Contemporary sources include
The Sporting News
, the Los Angeles
and the New York
Kiner put his byline on two ghostwritten memoirs:
Kiner's Korner
, with Joe Gergen (Arbor House, 1987) and
Baseball Forever
, with Danny Peary (Triumph Books, 2004).
Peter Golenbock,
(St. Martin's Press, 1996)
Hank Greenberg (Ira Berkow, ed.),
The Story of My Life
(Times Books, 1989)
David J. Halberstam,
Sports on New York Radio
(Masters Press, 1999)
Bill James,
The Bill James Historical Baseball Abstract
(Villard Books, 1986)
Bill James,
The New Bill James Historical Baseball Abstract
(The Free Press, 2001)
William R. Marshall,
Baseball's Pivotal Era
(The University Press of Kentucky, 1999)
Murray Polner,
Branch Rickey
(New American Library, 1982)
Frederick Turner,
When The Boys Came Back
(Henry Holt and Co., 1996)
Given Name:
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So it's been six weeks since i posted this: http://community.artofmanliness.com/forum/topics/i-m-going-under-i-...
And i'm still here, still sad and still angry and miserable. Since then, we have talked and even met up. Huge mistake and i should've listened to you guys but my feelings for her are so strong it made it impossible to stay away. I don't understand why i care so much for her after everything she's done to me, i don't know why i still love her this much.
I'm in desperate need of advice to get her out of my head, to stop me from picturing her with others, to stop me from remembering all the good stuff, to stop me from missing it and her. Why do i ignore all the bad and only focusing on the good? She's been awful to me, she cheated on me with a girl, but it's still cheating, she abused me both verbally and physically, she bit me in my hand once and i still have the scar, she has caused big scenes on trains and in shopping malls. Even at my parents she's gone into mental breakdown mode kicking and screaming. Why do i ignore this and only focusing on the good? Why do i miss her like crazy and why do i still love her? Why do i chase her?
I don't know how to get out of this. I'm scared i will never find love again, i'm scared to be alone again. I don't know how to forget her and move on... Please, any advice?
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I'm so fucking sick of myself, i don't know where to go or what to do. Why am i so weak? Why can't i see myself without her? Why can't i see myself with someone else? Fuck. I thought i was better after the weekend, but i am clearly not. I can't function properly, my mind is always somewhere else and my focus is non existent, i came home after work and started crying, again. Why does she have this power over me, why can't i break free from her? I have a constant knot in my gut and i don't want to feel like this anymore. Seven weeks now, and i still feel like shit...
Conor, 7 weeks. It's been too long to suffer that hard for that long.
Seriously, it's time to see a psychiatrist and a psychologist. Get an appointment with a psychiatrist (or at least see your medical doctor for depression and anxiety help). While you wait for the appointment, start counseling with a psychologist.
Seriously: you KNOW this is more than average. Therefore, you really need antidepressants and/or antianxiety medication. The depth of emotions and dysfunction you have is bad enough to need them. Along with the meds, though, you also need to work with a therapist for a while to retrain your patterns of thought. When you've retrained your patterns of thought, you can stop going to therapy. I suspect, though, you will need meds for the rest of your life (don't fret, I will be using antidepressants my entire life, as well). They will help you be in control of your thoughts and in control of your feelings so that you can be more competent and less whiny.
I'm actually waiting for a time to see my doctor, i did get a time but i couldn't go that early because of work.
I've been on meds before, alot of different kinds and i never actually felt that any of them helped me much, i was on Prozac for years but when i started studying a couple of years back i just couldn't eat them because they made it impossible to concentrate, since then i've tried some other kinds like but they didn't do anything really, one kind made me very angry.
I've talked to my psychatrist about this before that i feel that they don't help me and that i wanted to try other kinds but she adviced against it since most of the ones i have yet to try causes weight gain and i'm pretty big as it is.
This time of year is always the worst for me, but soon spring will come and i know i will feel better. I guess, in some way, my underlying anxiety disorder manifests itself thru this heartache now.
But i will talk to my doctor and ask for advice and i will tell her that i really need someone to talk to. But i'm skeptic about meds, maybe i will try the ones i have now again and stick to them longer and see if they maybe help. I have Buspirone and Bupropion at my disposal at the moment, i might go with Buspirone since i have tried Bupropion for some time before and didn't notice much.
It feels good to be able to write here tho and i think it has helped me some.
My ex was similar to yours. I remember when she started sleeping on the couch and I understood that she had to come back to me (or not) on her terms. I let her sleep there for several weeks and after 7 years of marriage it was painful to be alone. My body went through a physical withdrawal process similar to some kind of a drug addiction, but it helped me to detach from her and be prepared for her serving me papers for divorce. Yes, love is a drug that makes and beaks your world. Go through your withdrawal, mourn your loss as a death and consider her the walking dead should you have to see her. It all sucks, it takes time, but it's your path to healing and wholeness.
The best book I read after my break up was The Essential Rumi. Here is one poem which hit me in between the eyes:
Pale sunlight, pale the wall. Love moves away. The light changes. I need more grace than I thought. -Rumi
Otherwise, there's always spit, bate and release.
All shall be well. Good luck.
Thank you, i will look up that book.
Felt the urge to write an update about how i'm doing.
It's still rough from time to time but it feels better most of the time now. I even saw her when i was out the other day and it didn't feel like a punch in the gut like it did before. But sometimes it's rough, like when she post stuff on FB, it feels like some of it is just to "show me" or something, maybe i'm off but she never used to post like that before but now she does. I also wish i could just block her on FB but i guess i'm not there yet. Part of me is still in "waiting mode", like i'm telling myself that she will come back one day but i know that she won't and i know that i shouldn't want that... It's also weird that i feel guilty over stuff, i would like to maybe meet other people but it makes me feel bad because it would hurt her feelings or something.
Last time we talked we decided to not talk for a month, i broke that a couple of days later when i cronfroted her with the other dude. Then i talked to her on the phone and she said to give her a month. We even promised eachother to not be with other people and to wait for eachother. And i'm just really confused since my heart tells me one thing and my head tells me another. Even know i'm doing it. I just really can't let go completeley. But i guess a therapist could help me with that and i'm still waiting for a time to see my doc.
But yeah, it's better but still rough. I'm still not ready to let her go and somehow my heart is telling me to give her/us this month and take it from that. My head tells me to just cut my losses but it's hard...
You're doing healthy grief work, owning the process, not making sense of it all, taking one day at a time. All of that is commendable.
You don't need to have all the answers for your head and heart. They're both important and will likely always find something to debate. Your heart informs you of your feelings and values and your head what's workable. Your heart says to give YOU time, take time- Continue to put deadlines down and then reassessing things. Don't let your life become "waiting mode". If you need any support in making decisions, I hope you have a support network (family, friends, counselor, etc.) in the wings ready.
Good luck!
my heart is telling me to give her/us this month and take it from that. My head tells me to just cut my losses but it's hard...
What losses? She cheated on you. She has assaulted you (you still have scars), right?
Relationships don't recover from that stuff generally - particularly if it happens so early. If she'll kick you in front of your parents, she'll stab you in your sleep. No kidding.
Everyone has someone in their life that rips their heart out and stomps on it. Sounds to me like she's yours.
I bet you're really young. I bet this was your first regular sexual partner.
You miss the sex and the relationship, not the woman.
You've got to cut her off, and block her on Facebook. It's been 3 months now. You're on the brink of becoming a stalkier.
I had a similar relationship 20 years ago, and every now and then I get a kick out of looking at her facebook page. You know what? She's the same woman she was. Always posting about drama, and has a slew of kids from several different men. It would have been hard when we broke up if facebook was around, and I'm certain women use it as an emotional weapon - she sounds like she is doing just that.
Block her, shut her out of your life, and I promise in 10 years you'll be looking at her on facebook and thinking to yourself: "Thank GOD I dodged that bullet!"
I agree about FB. She sounds toxic and if she's writing things about you on there, it's better for you not to know.
Sever all ties.
Conor! How are you doing now? Willing to provide another update? Good wishes to you!
Okay, another update.
I guess i'm doing a little bit better. I still feel the pain but it's not as numbing as it was in the beginning, i can function normally while still being sad at times. Last week i broke down crying, first time in a while and i don't really know why. I'm trying to do stuff to keep my mind occupied.
Haven't talked to her in about 3 weeks now, complete silence and yesterday she sent a request to follow me on Instagram, i didn't accept, just letting it sit there for now. The thing that got me good was today when i heard about her having a Tinder account, it made me feel sick to my stomach and alot of the bad feelings came back but they didn't last. I feel very uncomfortable thinking about it and the thought of her with another man makes me feel really bad, i don't know how to get rid of that feeling, how to come to terms with her being with someone else. Even though she put me through some serious shit with both mental and pshycial abuse, with her being unfaithful atleast one time that i know of, parts of me still love her and it scares me.
It scares me that i can love a person who treated me like that for so long. It scares me that even though i tell myself i don't want her back, that it wasn't meant to be, that i'm better off without her, i still probably would take her back without even hesitating if she asked.
And even though i would like to maybe test the waters with others, maybe date and so on, i feel like i'm betraying her... I mean, she's on Tinder and i feel like i'm betraying her by wanting to do the same? I don't know what's up with my mind... I feel like a failure and i feel weak for thinking like this, for feeling like this.
Oh, and i have this urge to write her an email telling, i have written several already but never sent them, trying to write the "perfect" one. But i know it's a bad idea, but somehow it feels good to just write emails to her and never send them.

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What to watch: Wednesday Olympic viewing guide
Like it or not, NBC is doing what it said it would do and has always done: Hold back marquee Olympic action for prime-time TV.
What's different this time is you can watch everything live - via the Olympic world TV feed - on NBCOlympics.com, assuming you meet the requirement of getting your TV from a cable/satellite/telco distributor.
At least NBC's ancient formula makes it easy to plan your viewing. Traditional Olympic TV draws, this week led by swimming, gymnastics and diving, will get plenty of daytime coverage. But the most-mediagenic moments will always be in prime time (all times ET):
NBC at 11 a.m. :U.S. stars including Michael Phelps, Ryan Lochte and Missy Franklin will be on hand for qualifiers involving at least 14 races over five events. But again, even if an asteroid hits the pool - actually, especially if an asteroid hits the pool - the must-see TV action will be held for NBC prime time.
MSNBC at 11 a.m. : Singles final in the women's table tennis live. Whatever you think of this sport, at least you won't already know who's won as you watch
NBC at 1:20 p.m. : Every four years, the Summer Games give you a way to watch sports you never otherwise watch, partly because such sports rarely get on TV. Today's sampler: women's water polo, as the U.S. takes on Spain.
NBC at 3:00 p.m. : Presumably, a U.S.-China showdown comes as close anything in today's Olympic to the old U.S.-Soviet showdowns that were such ratings-grabbers during the Cold War. So if you're into flag-waving, watch the U.S. women's volleyball team play China and try to enjoy it as a clash of cultural values.
NBC at 8 p.m. Prime-time coverage with swimming and diving finals, the gold for men's all-around champion and a side order of beach volleyball should make this one of NBC's highest-rated nights.


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With a photograph of goalkeeper Robert Green on the England team's golf outing, the Sun screamed the headline, " PUTTER FINGERS."
He was gracious enough to take me behind the scenes and explain exactly what he and his team were thinking.
Hired a team in Sandwich and another in Bayport and got to the tavern about eleven.
The shock had driven out every thought of Ashley and the team.
Now, three long Harvards, three times three and three long Harvards for the team.
If the boy played the best that was in him, the team might make it in spite of the odds.
Did Bourne expect his team to play footer as though it were a game of croquet?
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1550s, "to harness beasts in a team," from team (n.). The meaning "to come together as a team" (usually with up) is attested from 1932. Related: Teamed; teaming.
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I am looking at a tool called Scrivener which is a writer software suite that not only formats but allows for plot and scene development. There is another one called Celtx. I have also given Dragon voice recording to text software a very brief survey.
Does anyone use a writing specific suite of software to help tame these beasts we call or writing? Any recommendations or cautionary tales?
To be clear, I am in no way associated with any of the above products other than mulling them over to assist my writing development.
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I really love Omniwriter! I use the free version, which is not the newest but still pretty good. I don't know how the newest one is, because it costs some money. I don't think much tho: Here you go
I really didn't get all that far before deciding it wasn't for me. My problem isn't typing it all out, it is design work where I need the boost (And time of course. I've none of it in which to write.). Dragon doesn't do much in that department.


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GREEN DISTRICT -- Construction crews are working around the weather given to them over the past month on the district's new school building.
"We are trying to get work done outside as the weather permits," said Kirk George, the district's construction manager during Monday's board of education meeting. "We are on schedule and we will finish on time."
George said overtime, authorized for weekend work when the weather was favorable in the fall, helped get the project on schedule. Additionally, George said, the district didn't struggle with any "unsuitable soils, which eats up money" at the building site.
The challenge now is getting temporary or permanent roofs in place to work in the building's different wings through the weather.
George said a construction worker who fell off a lower roof at the project site was recovering. He told the board he had not seen a report on the incident and couldn't comment on how it happened. The extent of the worker's injuries were a few broken ribs, he noted.
The board unanimously approved a handful of items pertaining to the project.
One was to advertise for asphalt bids, which George said was set for Feb. 20 and hopefully can be awarded in March.
The other two were for change orders with McTech. One was for rubber floors in parts of the building for $158,000; the other was for a fence around the playground for $36,000.
Superintendent Judy Robinson said the playground fence is more decorative than a typical chain-link fence and areas such as the cafeteria space will include the rubber flooring.
She said once the asphalt bid is completed she has thought about installing a community group to look at smaller additions to help "make the campus the best it can be." Such items would be developed into a list of items the district chose not to use their LFI (locally funded initiatives) dollars for additional items which come up during construction. She noted, for instance, not any of the $1.3 million set aside for contingencies has been used yet.
Mark Dickerhoof, treasurer, noted the district will receive about $24,700 in casino money.
"That would keep us open for about a half a day," he said, based on the district's current daily expenses to be opened.
The board also approved allowing two students who swim individually under the district's name and colors to continue to participate in an upcoming meet for the rest of the school year.
Robinson said this would be an issue the district needs to look into further, as they don't field a team. In many situations, students from the district compete at neighboring districts with their team. She said she did not know how many students may leave the district for swimming.
Frank Besancon, school board member, said he knew of 4-5 students who did leave for swimming.
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Earth Day comes around every year on April 22. But this year, in addition to riding your bike to work and turning off the water while you brush your teeth, you can join the Earth Day Network's new official social network, created to help promote the observance of Earth Day.
We interviewed Joshua Forgotson, the network creator for the Earth Day social network. He is the International Programs Director at EDN and he shared with us his motivations to develop a social network using Ning.
Joshua also made use of the domain mapping premium service, which allows network creators to use their own domain name. This allowed him to direct his members to network.earthday.net.
You can also stay current about Earth Day news through the news feeds that the Earth Day social network has included on their home page in four different languages, taking advantage of the RSS feeds feature. This is one of the many ways in which the Earth Day social network reaches out to people from all over the world as Earth Day approaches.


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I am the first Teaching Associate Professor with the Department of Computer Science and the Assistant Director of Undergraduate Programs. I am a three time graduate of the department, and received my Ph.D. in August of 2009 as part of the RealSearch Group. I received the NC State University Outstanding Teacher Award and the Alumni Association Outstanding Teacher Award as a representative of the College of Engineering in Spring 2015. I am a member of the Academy of Outstanding Teachers at NC State. I teach several of the core courses in software engineering and programming languages and My research interests are in computer science education and software engineering. As a graduate student, I was a three-time recipient of the IBM Ph.D. Fellowship.
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Kyrene is a nationally recognized, award-winning and sought-after school district in Arizona. As mentioned in my past articles, the state budget situation this year has placed a stress on Kyrene finances. As a result of this, we are forced to consider changing programs and services, and this is not easily done.
Changing the way we provide education to the children of Kyrene is challenging, complicated and emotional. However, because we have talented and passionate employees at all levels, we're committed to searching for ways to continue providing a quality educational experience for every child.
One thing to keep in mind is that the need for budget changes is driven by low funding levels for education in Arizona.
Now, on top of low funding levels, we have had further reductions totaling a loss of $12 million in just three years. In anticipation of this, our goal has been to manage "internal variables" such as enrollment, health care costs and budget strategies that pre-pay expenses and build up a healthy reserve account.
These efforts have been successful and are preventing greater impacts to programs and services that could have occurred otherwise.
The overall strategy for making reductions is to reduce spending across all areas and not to eliminate or severely impact any one area. We designed an inclusive process for developing these recommendations and consulted with those in the district that have expertise about the program areas that could be changed.
While we pride ourselves on transparency, inclusiveness and comprehensive communication systems, there are members of the staff and community expressing surprise and discomfort about some of the ideas being discussed.
A great organization has to pay attention to this feedback and not become defensive about it.
As superintendent it is my intention to help:
• Disseminate information that people want/need as soon as possible.
• Make sure everyone has an opportunity to express their point of view.
• Move forward with decisions that have to be made before the end of the school year.
• Design future processes that will avoid perceptions of urgent or rushed considerations that will provide ample and varied opportunities for input.
In order to accomplish the first three goals listed above, a Governing Board Study Session in conjunction with the K-8 Program Committee was held May 3. Notification of this meeting was emailed to our community and it focused primarily on a proposal that would increase efficiencies in elementary special area scheduling (this includes art, music, PE and library).
In addition, our community has the following opportunities online at www.kyrene.org:
• Provide feedback electronically through this link.
• Videos of all governing board meetings and study sessions at this link.
• Video Q&A sessions with me at this link.
Meetings are being held at all 25 school sites with parent leaders, interested community members and staff.
These sessions help develop understanding about the budget realities we face and reductions that are being considered, and provide a chance for attendees to ask questions and give feedback.
Other opportunities for community and staff to participate in the discussion are:
• May 10, Governing Board Study Session, District Office, 8700 S. Kyrene Road, from 6 to 7 p.m.
• May 12, Community Budget Forum, Centennial Middle School, 13808 S. 36th St., from 6:30 to 8 p.m.
At these events, discussion of other proposed budget reductions will take place. Our community and staff desire opportunities to learn about efforts under way to balance the budget and to express opinions and suggest ideas.
We are doing everything possible to make sure this happens.
• Dr. David Schauer is superintendent of the Kyrene School District.


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I've had a few bananas sitting on the counter, staring at me. They are black and squishy. I've been putting off dealing with them, but it's decision time. Bake with them or throw them away. Luckily, banana bread happens to be one of Mike's favorite thing. And after the weekend we had, he needs some.
Saturday morning Mike went bicycle riding on a trail with his friend Kyle. The front wheel came off Mike's bike and threw him, and then flipped on top of him. Final report: left hand fractured in 6 places, 3 fractures along his lower orbital socket, and a myriad of other gashes and scrapes. Awesome. Our week has been spent in and out of Urgent Care, the ER, and doctors' offices. There are more visits to come and this bread with make him smile, which makes me smile.
I've always had a little trouble with banana bread. Along the top of the loaf I would get a gooey clump of under cooked batter. The top of the loaf would rise in the oven and then fall as the loaf cooled. If I let the bread keep cooking the rest of it would have burned – longer cooking wasn't an option. What to do? It drove me crazy.
I started trying every recipe I could find to make a better banana bread. And I found it! Thanks AllRecipes. If you don't know about this site check it out and thank me later. There are a TON of great recipes and they all have ratings to help you decide. You can also read recipe reviews to find out what other people did to tweak things up and improve on the base recipe. So without further ado…Mike's favorite banana bread.
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- ¼ teaspoon salt
- ½ cup butter
- ¾ cup brown sugar
- 2 eggs, beaten
- 3 or 4 overripe bananas, mashed
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Lightly grease a 9? x 5? loaf pan.
- In a small bowl, combine flour, baking soda, and salt; set aside.
- In a large bowl, cream together butter and brown sugar. Beat in eggs and mashed bananas until well blended. Stir in flour mixture into banana mixture, in two additions, until just moistened. Pour batter into prepared loaf pan.
- Bake for 60 to 65 minutes, until a toothpick inserted in the center of the loaf comes out clean. Let bread cool in pan.


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SESTRIERE, Italy -- One-tenth of a second from a podium and a lifetime goal.
One-tenth of a second from being the Canadian story of these Games.
Skiing in his first Olympics, on a hill he has never seen, after three weeks off snow, with one knee frozen by doctors and a three-hour weather delay that forced them to shoot it up again, Erik Guay not only finished his run yesterday, he finished it -- temporarily -- on the podium.
Blazing down Sestriere Borgata's super-G trail in one minute 30.98 seconds, the 24-year-old product of Mont-Tremblant, Que., shocked a crowd of 10,000 by placing third with just three contenders left to ski.
Aksel Lund Svindal and Daron Rahlves failed to play the spoiler, leaving one man -- The Hermanator, who became Guay's Terminator.
"He's a pretty clutch skier and knows how to ski under pressure," Guay said after he was bumped to fourth by Austrian legend Hermann Maier, who finished second.
"I saw his split time and he was tied with me and
I knew he'd be faster on the bottom. I was hoping something would happen but it's part of the game. There's disappointment, no doubt about it. Fourth is not a good place to be -- it's like the first loser. I'd rather be fifth or sixth."
Eighth went to 21-year-old teammate Francois Bourque -- a solid showing for another one of Alpine Canada's rising stars.
First went to Kjetil Andre Aamodt and third to Ambrosi Hoffmann.
But the story of the day was Guay, who didn't know until Tuesday whether his lower leg injury would permit him to free ski for the first time since injuring it in late January.
"We took a lot of chances not skiing for three weeks and having just three days of training on loose terrain," said Guay, who withdrew from the downhill last week, as well as tomorrow's giant slalom, so he could rehab for his best event.
"It was a big risk to race (yesterday) without that much preparation but I knew I was capable of it. That's why we did it. We wouldn't have competed otherwise. If I thought I'd finish 15th, I'd have just axed the Olympics completely."
As if the odds weren't stacked up against him enough, heavy snow Friday cancelled his one chance to ski the course he had never seen before. Then yesterday a controversial decision was made to scrub the race after snow made visibility tough on the first 17 skiers, which meant Guay would have to take the painful cortisone injection once again.
"It's not a fun feeling. I wouldn't recommend it," he said with a laugh.
"The doctors and physiotherapists and coaches did such a good job. We made the right decision not to race the last three weeks and take a chance with (yesterday's) race."
Added Alpine Canada's Max Gartner: "For him to come out and finish fourth is heartbreaking but, on the other hand, it was an unbelievable effort. Unfortunately it's all about medals."
Like Guay needed to be reminded.


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In recent months, Quebec has witnessed a number of high-profile clashes over religious freedom. We met with Professor Victor Muñiz-Fraticelli of McGill University to talk about three – concerning schooling, public prayer, and religious headwear – and what they say about Quebecois culture in 2013.
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Two girls with the same name share dizzying life challenges after moving to Tokyo in this anime series. Nana Komatsu needs to get her love life under control, while Nana Osaki is determined to become a rock 'n' roll star. The best friends and their circle thrive on big-city nightlife in this anime about modern Tokyo youth culture that's packed with gossip, fashion, rock music and youthful passion. Vol. 1 includes episodes 1-11.


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From CMOs to junior brand managers, Agency CEOs to account execs, pretty much everyone in business has their life ruled to some degree by spreadsheets. Can't Technology help us do a bit better than that?
Here's an example. In the absence of anything better, Excel has come to be the tool of choice to manage two very different Marketing processes – campaign planning and delivery.
Excel's struggle between planning and delivery
Planning isn't so bad in a spreadsheet. It's about looking ahead, thinking about strategy and making informed decisions that will guide Marketing activity over the year or quarter. For example, the process of optimizing retail Marketing.
On the other hand, campaign delivery is very different. Despite looking similar to planning – calendars, media plans, audience data etc – it's actually about the nitty-gritty day-to-day tasks, like getting work created, booked and trafficked, making reactive decisions on the fly and managing the general craziness of business-as-usual.
Again, it's not perfect, but you can certainly get by with Excel here too. The issue arises when you try to dynamically align the two i.e. reflecting the effect of actual Marketing activity on strategy, remaining budgets and so on – that certainly isn't best done in a single, static spreadsheet. This reconciliation of the planning and the doing is why we created our Marketing Planning tool.
Technology shifts the goalposts
This is a classic scenario for the Marketing Technologist. Whether it's in Excel, on paper or anywhere else, people are often pained by the boring, the fiddly and the repetitive. Clients tell us they'd give their right arm to take this pain away. Unfortunately, like all of us, our openness to alternatives is limited by our knowledge of what's possible (there must be a name for this in the psychology world?). So the challenge for Marketing Technologists isn't just fixing the problem, it's first educating people that life can be better.
Are you running to stand still?
Technology can help you feel less like a hamster in a wheel, spending your time faffing in a spreadsheet, administering your job rather than actually doing it, but we have to know you're unhappy. So please raise your hand if you think there might be a better way of doing things. Technology has and is changing the business of Marketing and advertising in pretty profound ways, but it's also helping us banish those annoying repetitive tasks. So back in your box, Excel, let's replace inflexible tools with simple, inexpensive ways of freeing us all from the tyranny of the mundane.


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The Bald Eagle Boys Camp board of directors was formed in 1990 from a small group of Mennonite businessmen who had a vision for reaching out to troubled boys and their families.
After several years of research and planning, they decided to model the new program after the Wilderness Camping Program developed by Campbell Loughmiller with the Salesmanship Club of Dallas, Texas. This model has been developed for more than fifty years and has been implemented in successful programs all across the nation.
Bald Eagle Boys Camp began operation in January of 1995 with only three campers and five full time staff. Since then, we have grown to serve up to forty boys.
Bald Eagle Boys Camp is licensed by the Pennsylvania Department of Public Welfare as a Child Residential and Day Treatment Facility. We are approved by the Pennsylvania Department of Education as a non-public school. Our curriculum is annually evaluated by the Keystone Central School District. Bald Eagle Boys Camp is a member of Wilderness Road Therapeutic Camping Association, WRTCA an organization whose purpose is to offer training and support for programs like ours.
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Dwight L. Martin, Vice Chairman
Dennis Martin, Treasurer
Mark Olweiler, Secretary
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Calvin Lapp
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Brian has been at camp for more than ten years and has over fifteen years of varied experience leading summer and year-round camp programs in Canada and US.
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The new TwistTogether Lamps by the TwistTogether Company appears to me to be a modern day version of a Lite Brite, Rubik's Cube, and Mondrian painting all mixed together to form a very clever and distinctive lamp. I appreciate that these can be kid friendly, but I think it is just as significant that these are adult friendly too! I particularly enjoy the Chocolate Set with its rich classic, 50's-ish yet modern vibe. If you have not yet seen how these lamps can be twisted together, I would highly suggest viewing the footage of a lamp in action.


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Drenched Ch. 02byBeccaHasFun©
(This is a continuation of my first story, "Drenched", where my exhibitionism got pushed to the limit by an unexpected rainstorm. I highly recommend reading that story first. I hope you like this next installment.)
Conor, Nate and I made our way toward the parking lot of the greenbelt trail. My embarrassment over being topless and essentially helpless in front of two strangers, however friendly and good-looking, faded as we leisurely strolled and chatted.
There was an ease in our conversation, like we were old friends. I told them about my job at the agency and being a life-long Austinite. Conor is 24, grew up in Houston and is an architect's apprentice, working for a prominent local firm. In his short time at the firm he'd been involved in quite a few interesting projects, but so far mainly in research and group sessions. He said he was getting a little restless, eager to apply his talent to actual creation. Conor seemed thoughtful, introspective, kind, and since we both have a creative background, we hit it off immediately. Nate is 23, was born and raised in Louisiana, where he worked at his family's small town restaurant. He met Conor at the University of Houston, where Nate went to the famous Hilton School of Hotel and Restaurant Management. Nate is a little goofy, silly, fun. They're very different from each other, but seemed as close as brothers.
I knew this was the start of something good. Not in that I wanted to sleep with both of them, but that the three of us had a chance to be very special friends. It was like they welcomed me into their gang, and not as the token tits and ass, but as someone that brought a new dynamic to the mix.
We made it to the parking lot, and we quickly agreed to get together soon. I was to meet them at Key Bar on 6th Street on Friday night. I hugged them both goodbye, lingering a little longer with Conor, kissing him on the cheek in thanks. I got in my car, still wearing his shirt, Conor holding the torn remains of my soggy white tee.
A crazy thought came over me as I started the engine, Conor and Nate still standing nearby, watching me. I rolled down my window, and pulled Conor's shirt over my head, leaving me topless again. "Trade ya!" I yelled to Conor, waving his shirt out the car door. My pink nipples were hard as rocks, the air giving my breasts goosebumps. The guys smiled huge smiles, laughed belly laughs, and I couldn't help but join in. My boobs were bouncing all over the place from the laughter, and we were starting to get some attention from the other people in the lot.
"Here!" said Conor, and we simultaneously tossed the shirts to each other. "Becca, is this how it's going to be with you every time we get together?" Nate asked.
I smiled a devilish smile and said, "You'll just have to see." I draped the ragged tee over my tits, where it clung due to it still being quite damp. I winked, backed out of the lot and drove home. I got quite a few looks on the way home, including one time at a red light where the shirt completely fell away as I adjusted the radio. I mentally noted to give in-car nudity a try sometime.
Fast forward to Friday, after work. We were set to meet at Key Bar at 7pm, so I went home to freshen up and change into something a tad more sexy than my work clothes. I took a quick shower, went to my closet and thought through what to wear. After a few discarded ideas, I chose a very silky red-orange top that slips seductively off one shoulder. Of course, I went without a bra, so my rather large and usually erect nipples poked through the sheer material. My 34C boobs looked very soft, perky but natural in this top, and it rode up the side a bit to show off the curve of my waist and hips. The large opening at the top and the free-flowing nature of the blouse lets me control how much cleavage, and top boob I can show. It's one of my favorites.
I chose a dark brown thong, similar to the one I wore at the trail. Over this I pulled on my tightest, darkest pair of selvedge denim; the pair every girl has that makes her ass look just right. The thong tickled my anus and freshly-shaved pussy as I worked my way into the jeans. Being very low rise, my thong straps rode up and above my jeans, further accentuating my curves. I have a small waist and good sized hips to match my relatively large boobs, so this denim/thong combination was killer.
I quickly painted my toenails my favorite pink color, then slipped on a pair of 3-inch heels, made of distressed brown leather. Not the dressiest or tallest pair I own, but they go great with orange and are casual enough for a place like Key Bar. Makes my calves look amazing, as my runner's legs are muscular, without being masculine.
I did my hair, makeup, jewelry... One last fluff of my boobs to make my nipples erect, and I was out the door.
I drove downtown and parked in my work lot, near enough to walk a few blocks to the bar. As I walked down the sidewalk toward the bar, I loved the way my top clung to my tits, which bounced nicely, keeping my nipples erect and poking through the sheer material. This part of Austin has plenty of foot traffic, so I got quite a few admiring looks. That always charges me up a bit. I neared the bar.
Most of Key Bar's seating is outdoors, with the exception of a small area under a seemingly makeshift roof. It was almost packed, the hum of conversation swelling out into the street. As I passed through the entrance, I saw Conor and Nate in the back corner of the outdoor area, away from the sidewalk and toward the bathrooms. This open area has big benches and chairs that can withstand the brutal Austin Summers. There was an open chair waiting for me, a tiny table between them all with three of Key Bar's famously strong frozen margaritas. One was for me.
Conor waved me over to take a seat. By the looks on their faces, I knew they had been appreciating the view. They both rose and we exchanged warm, friendly hugs and pecks on the cheek.
"Hey guys!" I said, picking up my waiting drink, the glass mug dripping with condensation. I took a long drink, the tangy mixture burning with what I swear is everclear and not tequila. "Thanks for having this waiting for me."
"You look amazing," said Conor, who to his credit was looking me in the eyes at the time. Nate wasn't so smooth about it, looking me up and down and saying things like "oh man", shaking his head and smiling. They're guys, and I knew what I was doing when I dressed this way; if they hadn't noticed, I'd have been upset.
The next few hours unfolded just how I imagined they would. My instincts about them had been right; we were becoming fast friends at light speed. We talked about anything and everything; work, friends, family, relationships, childhood, and yes, sex. Conor was single (and I was secretly delighted about that) with a history of long relationships. I could tell from the details, or lack of them, that there was much more to the stories. Nate was dating a woman slightly older than him, an attorney at a small, but high-powered, law firm in town specializing in government cases. Her name was Beth and she was out of town on a business trip, not due to return until the next day. She lived in a bungalow in a nearby neighborhood, one of the more desirable in town without being full of ridiculous mansions. They weren't in love, yet, just having fun as twenty-something's.
As we talked and laughed, I moved around enough to give them the occasional thrill - bending over to get my drink, exposing most of one or both of my boobs... Sitting back in my chair, letting my tits settle back, the silky top draping over them, the little mountains of my nipples pressing upward through the material... Playfully tugging at my thong, pulling it upward and away from my smooth, tan hip... Bending over at the bar, letting them check out my ass... So on and so forth. It was all good fun.
This is not to say that most of our time at the bar was centered around my display. What I'll remember most is how I got to know these guys so deeply and quickly, how we formed our extraordinarily strong friendship. They are legitimately wonderful men, and while the sexual tension was strong, there was just more to it than that. It was the start of something special.
At 10:00pm or so, we got a surprise when Nate checked his phone. Based on the missed call and text messages, Beth had flown back to Austin tonight, arriving at 9:00pm. Nate quickly stepped away to call her back. As he did, Conor and I smiled to each other. Conor broke the silence. "This... whole thing... is pretty weird, isn't it? I mean that in a good way. We just met, and we just kinda feel so... right. You know?"
I reached out and lightly stroked his hand. "It's true. I can't wait to find out what happens next." I let that statement linger, and we grinned at each other like idiots.
Nate came back to the table and said that Beth was interested in doing something as a group. She suggested we all go over to her house and hang out, as she was tired from the trip but feeling a little lonely. "Plus, she really wants to meet YOU, Becca, after I told her about what happened at the trail." That startled me a bit, as I know all too well how girls can be toward each other. My concern must have been written on my face because Nate quickly added, "No no, it's all cool, she thinks it was hilarious. She's really great, you'll see. Let's get over there!"
Conor and Nate had come together in Nate's car, and because I was pretty tipsy at this point, I hopped in with them, sitting in the back. I could always call a cab or something later, I wasn't too concerned at this point. As we drove to Beth's house, Nate pulled up a photo of the two of them on his phone, and handed it to me. It was a pic of them at the beach, Nate shirtless and Beth in a white bikini. She was very beautiful, looking to be of Italian or Mediterranean descent, with long brown hair with blond streaks, tall, a voluptuous figure and very long legs. She was good looking enough to bring out the competitive spirit in me - not in a bitchy way, but in the way that every girl reading this will understand. Plus, she was just my type... I've had more than a few sexual affairs with girls, enough to consider myself "bi".
We decided to stop and get some wine, so we pulled over at a neighborhood liquor store. I insisted on paying as I was the new member of the gang, coming to a stranger's house. I made a big show of getting out of the car, stretching out my denim-clad leg, bending over, and crawling out. Inside the store and in view of the guys outside, I examined a few bottles, always nestling the bottle between my perky breasts. I brought a bottle over to the window to show them, as if asking for approval, making sure to squeeze my tits around the bottle. Getting a very enthusiastic thumbs-up, which was probably as much about my tits as the bottle of Fume Blanc I chose, I settled up and trotted to the car. My nipples were almost painfully erect from the change in temperature, the night's flirting and light exposure.
We parked in Beth's driveway and got out. Her 1950's craftsman-style bungalow was lovely and large-ish for the neighborhood, but not obscenely so. Beth must have heard us drive up, as she opened the door to greet us as we neared the front door.
Beth wore a sumptuous white bathrobe, like the ones at a luxury hotel. She glowed as if she'd spent the last hour in a steamy bath, her smooth, tan skin dewy and fresh. "Hey guys!" she yelped, and in a more husky tone, "Hey babe," sidling up close to Nate and kissing him full on the lips. Very sexy.
Pulling away from Nate, she sweetly looked over at me and said, "You must be Becca." Boy, did I get the once-over from her. It felt like her brown eyes were staring right through my clothes. My nipples hardened again and I felt a rush of wetness between my legs. "You are even more beautiful than Nate said you were. And from what I heard, he saw quite a lot." she said cheekily, reaching her hand out toward mine, as if to draw me closer. I grabbed her hand, she clutched tightly at mine, and in a twirl, she demanded we all come in as she dragged me behind her like two girls on the schoolyard, running from the boys.
This made me feel right at home.
Beth graciously accepted the wine and made her way through the surprisingly open floor plan to the kitchen. "Sorry for not getting dressed, it's been a really long day and we're among friends, right?" she said with a wink in my direction. She was being incredibly accepting of me, considering her boyfriend had seen me topless, and spent the evening with me at a bar. Yes, Conor had been there, but still. She was obviously very confident and unthreatened. It was also very obvious that she was very into Nate. They're kind of a odd couple, to be frank, and they know it. Nate seems a little too frat-boy for her seemingly refined exterior, but they somehow really work as a couple.
Beth set out four gorgeous wine glasses and poured us each a healthy pour. Beth raised her glass in a toast, saying, "To our new friend Becca - of whom I hope to see a lot more." We all erupted in laughter from the double meaning, my face blushing in delighted embarrassment. Conor said, "We've seen plenty so far, and it's been amazing." He clinked his glass to mine, and the flushed feeling spread across my chest, down toward my pussy. I knew I was flooding my thong with juices by now.
We moved into the living room, adjoining the kitchen, and settled on large floor cushions in the middle of the room. I took a moment and admitted to feeling closer to them all than I could rightly explain. Beth said she totally understood, and that I was very welcome. She told Nate that she missed him, pulling him in for a light kiss. Her robe slipped open a tad, and I got a glimpse of her beautiful, tan left breast, about the same size as mine, and the hint of a dark nipple.
The wine and conversation flowed. Soon, I felt as close to Beth as I did Conor and Nate. She was a remarkable woman in every way: very successful, effortlessly gracious, and lovely to look at. She was complimentary of my career in the creative field, feigning jealousy enough to truly be a compliment. I moderated my drinking to stay just better than totally hammered. As time passed, I made sure to settle back in my cushion, using the blouse's fabric to accentuate the shape of my boobs, stretching out my athletic legs, all to keep me at that buzzed feeling of being observed and appreciated. And I was.
About an hour into the conversation, Beth sat upright and said, "So, Becca, I want to hear the story about how you all met straight from you. I'll admit, when Nate told me about it last night over the phone, it really turned me on..." It was like she stopped herself from saying more, as she kind of drifted off and stared into the distance, like remembering something. So, I told her the story, admitting to everything and sparing no detail. The teasing at the drinking fountain, the thrill I felt, the wild feelings of sexual energy when my shirt tore away, etc. During my tale, Beth, perhaps unconsciously, opened her robe up a little bit, exposing a broad expanse of chest and a good deal of full breast. She was incredibly sexy and definitely turned on by my story. This, in turn, urged me on in my storytelling, like a feedback loop between the two of us. This retelling was more than I had, to this point, admitted to Conor and Nate, who were also obviously turned on by the looks of their jeans, their bulges almost painful-looking. I felt heat radiating from my pussy, intense enough that I had to spread my legs a bit.
"It took a lot of guts to do all that. I'd never have the nerve," Beth said softly. She nuzzled Nate again, and I reached out to Conor's arm, gently dragging my fingertips across his muscular forearm. We exchanged glances full of impending promise.
"I do have a story that is kinda hot...", said Beth with a sneakily embarrassed look, biting her lip as if debating whether to not to share. She took a deep breath, looked over to Nate, who looked back as if to say 'go for it'. "Ok, this is the hottest night of my life, and honey, I've not told you about this yet..." She told us of a night in college when she and five friends in her dorm played a kind of combination of spin the bottle and truth or dare. Four girls, two guys... It involved more truth and making out than anything else, but Beth did say she got topless and the night culminated when one of her girlfriends gave one of the guys a blowjob in front of them all. Beth had been really embarrassed to get naked, but they were all so enthralled by her friend's blowjob that they all lost themselves in the moment. Beth said that she was playing with one of her nipples, twisting, turning, pulling and flicking, while everyone else took turns sucking on the other - the other girls and the one guy not getting the blowjob. The guy receiving the blowjob came all over her friend's tits, in Beth's words, "a fountain of come like I've never seen before or since." Beth said that afterward she was so wet that she went to bed and finger fucked herself into oblivion.
By the end of this story my pussy was so wet that I had to excuse myself and go to the bathroom to clean up. Seriously, my pants were flooded and it was all I could do to not finger myself to raging orgasm right then and there. I gave my clit a tweak, my nipples a tweak, and went back out there. And I had an idea.
I sauntered over, and I must have had a sky smirk on my face because Beth said, "Ok Becca, what are you up to..." The guys looked at me with anticipation.
"I think we should play." Slow grins emerged on the faces of my three new friends. "You all know by now that I'm pretty much up for anything. I've never played, and it sounds really fun. Who's in?"
"I'm in!" said Nate. Of course he was!
Beth nodded enthusiastically. "Sounds fun to me, but remember, I like truth best..."
"Sounds fun, I've never done it either," said Conor. Thank God!
We decided to use the rules Beth had described from college. Going clockwise, Each person takes a turn spinning a bottle (we quickly poured the last of the Fume Blanc into our glasses), and whomever the bottle points at is asked by the spinner "truth" or "dare". We agreed that we were adults playing an adolescent game, so there was no punishment for refusal, like taking a drink or removing a piece of clothing. It was up to all of us to be aware of potential boundaries and choose accordingly, and frankly, this potential danger kind of added to the sexiness of the game. We got comfy on our cushions, my blouse riding up, my softly rounded tummy and belly. My nipples were almost sore from being so hard for so long.
Beth wanted to spin first, as host and perhaps to delay her own participation a bit. I knew she was into it, but was kind of holding herself back. She spun and the bottle pointed to Nate.
"I'll be nice and start with truth," said Nate.
"Ok then. How many times did you masturbate while I was gone?"
Nate laughed, Conor put his hands on his face and I chuckled a bit. I was curious too, and I couldn't help but wonder if he jacked off thinking of me and our adventure in the park.
"Let's see... You were gone four days... So, five times. Twice on Thursday." Nate looked at me briefly when he said that, and I knew what he was trying to tell me. I blushed with pleasure.
"Uh huh, are you sure it wasn't ten times on Thursday?" Beth said with mock anger, pushing Nate's shoulder. "How about you, Becca?"
"It's not my turn to answer, sweetheart," I said. This may all sound catty, but it wasn't. It was totally hot and my state of arousal was going nowhere but up. I absentmindedly traced the foot of my wine glass around my right nipple.
Clockwise from Beth was me, so I spun. It pointed at Beth. Beth immediately said "truth".