There are beautiful weather today, I put on my sunglasses as I lean back and accelerate my BWM out of the parking place. As I open the door I am met with Sylvester and Indiana our two dogs pushing themselves close to. “Yeah, calm down and I’d pet you both” I gently admonish the silly dogs as I pet them. I quickly get my stash together, there is very easy since the weather is great.

15 minutes later I pull into the parking lot at the soccer field. Laura has already arrived and I see her warm up. I spend an extra couple of minutes gracing her legs. “Cate, your late!” couch yells at me as I a little flustered catch up on the rest. “Missed me?” Laura luxurious voice makes me even more flustered. “Come on girls, more intensity” coach Charles calls out with enthusiasm, that man scarily resembles Ned Flanders in The Simpsons. However he is a great coach who has played professionally in Europe so we shouldn’t complain. “Chris is throwing a barbecue tonight at the beach house, wanna come?” I opt to run faster so we can talk alone, in front of the group. “Sure, I have a few ideas about what I want to do with you” her voice gives me the chills. “I’d pick you up around 18, something?” I smirk at her as we break off and form and formation.

“Peabody-Porter, when I say run, you run!” our couch really is on my ass today. I had screwed up several free kicks and a couple of corners, the main distraction are Laura. My eyes follow her around wherever she is. “You are so got the hots for each other” Carla one of my other friends explains as the approach me. “She does?” I stare at her. “You should see the looks” she gives me a smile. “Even close to the looks Mark give you?” I point to her boyfriend who is watching us from the tribune. She answers me with snickering.

I quickly shower and get dressed, my sister’s game starts in twenty minutes and I am late. “So, Cate six o’clock then?” Laura press herself against my car. “I’ll be there” I say as my eyes sway over her body, her soft brown curls match perfectly with her green eyes. I close my eyes, lean in and catch a whiff her perfume. “You smell good!” I exclaim as my lips touch her neck, “hmm and soft skin” I murmur into her crook. I feel her shift her body closer and her head lift so we are face to face. Her lips are close that I can taste her peach lip gloss. She opens up and my tongue falls into her with ease. As she invites me, my cell goes off. It is my mom. Catching my breath, I answer her.