I'm actually a big baseball fan, and every time I go to the stadium, I end up thinking how cute the girls working there are. But each of them seems to have their own fan club, and whenever I try to get their number, I can feel murderous vibes coming from the people around them—it's kind of scary. I'm tough in a fight, but against a group, I'm helpless, so I always gave up. This frustration kept piling up. By chance, I went to a group date to clear my head, and there she was—one of the girls from the stadium. I thought, "This must be divine intervention." I fell for her instantly and seriously hit on her for the first time in a while—and just like always, I easily got her. We fucked at a hotel and I planned to hang out again today, but for some reason, my passion for girls who work at the ballpark has faded, and I'm feeling totally drained. Ugh, so lazy—maybe I'll just call her over to my place and bang her a few more times. Next time, I wanna play with a hostess from a snack bar. I need some real comfort.