Page 80 of Double Play

Islip out quietly early the next morning, as we have a game at noon, and I need to stop by my place to get some clothes.

I walk into my apartment and see my girls all sitting on our sofa hysterically laughing. “What’s so funny?”

Ripley is grinning from ear to ear. “You missed the greatest thing that’s ever happened in the history of the world.”

“What? Tell me.”

Trying to contain her laughter enough to speak, but failing miserably, she manages, “Kam and Cheetah broke the waterbed.”

Bailey giggles. “Cheetah came running out of her bedroom buck naked. Let me tell you something, Santa isn’t the only one with a big sack. That dude’s balls must weigh him down. I don’t know how he’s so fast with those dangling between his legs.”

Kam nods. “And they’re crazy sensitive. I’ve never beenwith a guy that has sensitive balls like that. I think he has a g-spot on his balls.”

Ripley tilts her head to the side. “Is that a thing? Balls with g-spots?”

Kam shrugs. “I don’t know. I never met a man with it until Cheetah.”

I clear my throat. “His giant, sensitive, g-spot-bearing balls aside, how did the bed break?”

She smiles. “He was fucking me so damn fast and hard. We were in perfect unison with the motion of the bed…until we weren’t. All I can say is that the wave was coming up while he was coming down and…pop! It practically exploded. I wish I had it on video.”

I can’t help but start laughing hysterically.

Kam is laughing too. “It was legit like surfing into our living room. Cheetah stood up and ran around like a mad man, looking for towels with his dick and balls flapping all over the place. As if towels would clean up the Hoover Dam breaking in my room. Bailey ran out of her room and started screaming.”

Bailey nods. “Cheetah was going nuts. He was cursing in Spanish. The water was everywhere.Everywhere. You can’t fathom how much water was in that thing. Her room, our living room, and the apartment below us are a mess. There goes our security deposit.”

We’rein the huddle after the game. Coach Billie yells, “Way to spear them with your tongues, Anacondas!” She then hisses like a snake.

The whole team looks at each other in amused wonderment. Does Coach Billie realize what that sounds like?

We break apart and she places her hand on my shoulder. “Great game today, Arizona.”

“Thanks, Coach Billie.”

“Do you have a minute?”

“Sure. I need to shower and get to Layton’s game, but I’ll always make time for you.”

We had an afternoon game today and Layton has an evening game. He couldn’t come to ours because of his warm-ups, but we should have plenty of time to get there for the start of his game.

“I just wanted to wish you good luck at theSports Illustratedevent coming up. I know you had trepidation about a more provocative shoot, but you know it will help the team and the sport. Even with every team in the league on an upswing, we’re still the most profitable. On behalf of all of us, thank you.”

I smile. “Honestly, once I got comfortable, it wasn’t so bad. It’s no different than a bathing suit. Hopefully they got some good shots.”

“I have no doubt they did. Good luck to the Cougars tonight.”

“Thanks.”

After I shower, I look at my phone, which has been in my locker since early this morning when I arrived at the ballpark for our warm-ups. There are several texts from Layton.

Layton: Just woke up. Why didn’t you wake me before you left?

It was early. He was sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to disturb him. We were upverylate doingverynaughty things.

An hour later, there’s another text.

Layton: Shit. I wasn’t thinking and took a shower. I need your scent on me. You know I play better with it.

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