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"I'm guessing those are bug bites from your movie on the beach last night?" Margot looked at me with a sassy smirk and I could not hold my smile back with duct tape if I wanted to. I guess I didn't do as good of a job hiding them as I thought.
"Biiitch! Spill. Now." She said as we waited in line for our drinks.
"He was so sweet Mar. He even surprised me with breakfast this morning."
"Yuck, no, boring. I want the tea bitch, c'mon."
"So I kissed him during the movie—"
"You made the first move!?" She almost shouted irritably.
"He kept choking all night." I giggled because it was in fact cute but Margot sighed with disappointment.
"But it was a whole different story when we got back to the room. He was not shy at all. Like, he really took control and it was sooo hot. I asked him to put it in slow because you know, and he did so good at making sure I was okay. His sex faces and moans, omg Mar!" I feel myself starting to get hot just thinking about it.
"Okaay, attaboy Volpe. So... Is he big?" I knew this question would come because of course she would ask that, especially after a night with G.
"About a 6 with a whole lotta girth." I smile and poke my tongue out at her. "And G?"
"Easy 8." She said while my eyes shot wide open.
"That sounds painful." I laughed thanking my lucky stars Anthony was perfectly created for me.
"It's a good pain." She smirked as we walked down to the field level where we sat first row next to the Yankees dugout. I love these seats.
"Well cheers to another night of that glorious 81/2 inch good pain!" I stick my cup out to her.
"And cheers to Volpe putting his tongue in places the sun don't shine tonight!" Margot cheered me back and I look around to make sure noone heard her loud ass mouth. Omfg Margot. I gotta stop cheering in public with my asshole friends.
And now is the time for you to hear me complain about how much I hate day games. It's way too hot, I don't know how these guys can play in those thick jerseys. Speaking of jerseys, Anthony gave me his pinstripe one to wear to today's game and I screamed inside when he gave it to me. Luckily I wore a white tube top under because it was too hot to keep buttoned up all game.
Anthony was doing AMAZING things out there today. 2 for 2 with 2 RBI doubles.
Although I was completely smitten over Anthony right now, it felt strange seeing Fernando. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that this was the first time we didn't have an interaction before the game. Watching him bat was like watching a stranger, except that he wasn't that at all. We were just face to face with each other less than 24 hours ago. I kind of miss his playfulness.
