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    In the meantime, Tina had managed to receive the ball successfully but in order to do so she had to slightly turn in the direction of the ball so Bette saw her chance and intercepted the blonde, holding her by her waist thus the blonde lawyer jumped out of the field, as Bette followed her since she wasn’t yet ready to let go of that marvelous creature. Once the play was called out Bette was still holding Tina and subtly tickled her in the ribs before letting her go.

     

    “Hey” Tina said half amused and half jumping at the actual tickle; she felt an intense blush taking over her face, good thing her face was already red from all the exercise they were doing.

     

    “What?” Bette innocently said. “Is everything ok Tina?” The brunette asked putting up a very serious face, but in reality Tina could see the amusement in her eyes for clearly the brunette was enjoying the situation. The lawyer understood that she couldn’t actually verbalize or act on any of her current thoughts, not if she still wanted the situation with Bette to remain a secret.

     

    “Oh, really?” Tina mouthed to Bette as the brunette was walking backwards, not breaking the intense eye contact they were sharing. The agent just mischievously looked at her and smiled that million dollar smile of hers right before she turned around and went to meet her team.

     

    The game proceeded for the good part of the following hour and the subtle, almost invisible, unnecessary extra physical contact that Bette provided Tina continued every time it was her team’s turn to attack. The score was 4-3 in favor of Bette’s team and they were in possession of the ball.

     

    “Ok, we’ve got this… Shane, we’re gonna do the follow the rabbit one” Bette announced looking tired.

     

    “The follow the what now?” Alice quickly interjected the agent and everyone laughed at her worried expression.

     

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    1. Great update. Absolutely hilarious. I just knew from the first couple pages that this would be uproarishly funny, and it didn’t disappoint. And I needed the laughter today. Thanks for posting this one.

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