The team had not had a chance to play a single set as a full team before their first competitive game. Combined the obvious deficiency of talent with ...the lack of any sort of strategy and tactics beyond "hit ball over net, lather, rinse, repeat", we were very thoroughly beaten in the first round by a squad who had driven in from a university in Pennsylvania – it turned out, all of them were there on various sports scholarships, and were quite physically fit. It was like a squad of 8-year-olds. —————————— Melody sat down on the edge of the bed, the soles of her feet planted firmly on the ground. In the darkness, her face displayed several different emotions, all warring across her beautiful face. Anger won out amongst them, to crease her brow. ‘Stupid Bryan.’ She hissed under her breath. She couldn’t stay up all night. The time spent crying in the kitchen could have been better spent, sleeping. She sighed and lay back against the cool sheets, ever mindful of the bruises on her back.. Women's posteriors do this to me. I switched off the kettle and two strides I was behind her and in one thrust I was buried deep inside her again."Wow so quick, she said as I guided her so she was leaning over an easy chair with her head on the seat held down by my hand and her body bent over the armrest. I kept on pounding, driving deep inside her but this time I blasted within her. I only hope she doesn't become pregnant.She must have read my mind. "Don't worry I am on the pill I have been. I so did not need an audience. Doing my best to slow my racing heart, I nodded. Without further preamble, Jordan wrapped her arms around my neck and jumped.I knew I was supposed to catch her, but in that instant, I also knew where my hands would end up and I had no time to think about it. I caught her, my hands squarely on her cheeks, and braced for the impact of her hand across my face. Instead, I looked to find her smile had grown. She wrapped her legs around me as tightly as before and held.