We are checking out the other couples and getting more turned on while we watch.As we are sitting there I slide one of my hands up your thigh and you ...slowly part your legs and I start kissing your neck and ear and tell you how hot you are and can't wait to get you naked and fuck you on the couch.So we get up and start dancing together and getting ourselves even more in the mood and the dance floor is a little crowded so there are bodies bumping up against us and you occasionally feel a guy. Nothing really exciting happened, they’d just talked a bunch. Apparently, he went to the same gym as we did, and he had recognized her. He must’ve seen Carla and me working out a bunch of times. Carla went on chatting about him and said she’d asked him what kind of girls he was into. Apparently, Carla was totally not his type. But, Carla said: ‘Mark had seen you work out and he was very much into your type. He wants to meet you.' Now I’m not your typical fitgirl. Carla fits that image way. She felt the urge to huddle underneath her blankets and hide until it went away. Instead, she gathered her courage and reached out to turn on the lamp beside her bed. Just as she touched it, the noise suddenly stopped. She flicked it on and jumped back into the center of her bed, clutching the sheets tightly around her as light spilled out into the room. There was nothing there. She peeked carefully over the sides of her bed, seeing only the rug and a few Girls' Life magazines. Taking her. And Mikey laughed so hard he just about gave himself a concussion, his mask was bouncing around so much.Enough merriment. It was time to pitch.The first batter got in the box. Mikey had already told me that this guy was a first-ball fastball hitter-so I wasn't surprised when he called for the changeup. Whiff. Strike one. A couple curves and sliders later, and I had my first K.Breezed right through the first inning, and the second. No baserunners.By the third inning, I knew-I was feeling it..