It wasn't that she really thought Alex was some silent partner for the baseball team; it was that in her mind she had pulled off the trick of the first line. She silently congratulated herself on the way she had combined the male fantasies of absurd wealth and power, with their obsession with professional sports into one single and clean line of entry.

I looked at the woman, scarcely containing my disbelief. She was perfect. At least to my recollection, I had never been this near to a woman of this caliber. Every ounce of her body screamed sex, but in a peculiarly expensive way. She was like the perfect whore. An incredible figure, thin, muscular and toned, young but with an air of sophistication, breasts that were large and full, but not absurdly enormous. You could tell from her devilish smirk that she enjoyed sex, and was entirely open about it, but at the same time her diction and posture indicated good breeding and class. Of course she scarcely noticed me, except perhaps to mentally calculate how long it would take to get rid of me. Her pearly blue eyes were fixed on Alex's face. She threw back a lock of her silvery blond hair and giggled, causing her perfect little midriff to wiggle just a bit. I swore she looked like Jamie Pressley with bigger breasts.

Alex squinted his eyes and crinkled up his nose, looking the girl up and down as though he were inspecting her like an investor would a prized thoroughbred. "I'm sorry." He said "I don't know what you're talking about."

She joined us of course, but more out of her own volition, than by any invitation from Alex. I watched her and had to give her credit. She was expert in the way she played the flirtation game, capturing space between her and her prey with an easy manner, moving in shrewdly for the kill with soft touches on Alex's arm, placing her manicured fingers on his knees, leaning over to mischievously whisper a naughty word or two into his ear. As I watched her I had the strange and unpleasant feeling of jealousy. Jealousy of Alex, that he wielded such power and wealth so effortlessly and deeply envious of his control over the incredible female specimen who was now practically in his lap.