I pulled my hand from under her and grabbed her body with both my arms and pulled her down to me. I clutched her into me.“It’s ok, it’s ok, it�...s ok. Please don’t cry, everything is alright.” I didn’t know how to comfort her. I said everything I could think of to make her feel better. I compressed her tiny naked body into mine hoping I could squeeze the pain from her. “Everything will be fine, it’s all over, you just fell, accidents happen.” Her crying then became audible. “I’m sorry, I didn’t. Show no mercy, take no prisoners," Shelly ordered her. Madeline nodded curtly then saluted. The two giggled in fits again.Nearby, some of the parents started to stand up and collect their belongings. Madeline glanced to the field and saw that the first game was wrapping up. It had run almost 45 minutes over time. Shelly looked at her watch."Shoot, I thought I'd be able to stay for at least one inning, but I have to get going. Wasn't expecting these earlier teams go into overtime." I forgot to. .. er ... clothes," and she indicated the specially created structure that split the audience dead centre to a distance of twenty-two yards."There is one more thing," said Lara Fabian as she reached for the buttons of a very expensive silk blouse and began undoing them, "Samantha showed me a DVD of you guys doing what you do." She undid the last two buttons of the blouse. "You guys are all very sexy." She shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and onto the stage to reveal perfect breasts clad in. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. The characters, concepts, and plot are original, and are the property of the author. All rights reserved. Distribution for commercial gain, including, but not limited to, posting on sites or newsgroups, distribution as parts or in book form (either as a whole or part of a compilation) with.