The twelve players were sitting around a long folding table at the head of the room. The Coach was standing on the table, waving her up to join him. T...ere was a chair against the table, and Mrs. Carlson stepped up onto the chair in her tight skirt, and onto the table. She looked down at the cheering teens, each with a can of beer in front of them. That was unnerving enough, but what shocked her were the people behind them. Much of the male faculty of Borman was sitting and applauding her. They. " Another drink. "You...I almost kissed at guy. Idon't want to...Kyle just seemed so...god, I really wanted to for amoment there, but I'll just have to make sure that never happensagain." Another drink."Like crack cocaine. Thanks a lot Dr. Green. That was a big help.Pretty soon I am going to be craving a dick? Not likely. When was thelast time you masturbated you bitch?" Faith screamed at the mirror.Faith set down the bottle of Jack Daniels and looked at herself in themirror. Slowly she reached. It shouldn't shock me, because I often played third in high school. I saw the girls arrive during the second inning, but it seemed as if there was a crowd.My first at bat was a disaster. I was thrown a ball so far outside I couldn't have touched it with the end of the bat, but it was called a strike. I didn't say anything, but the catcher even gave me the look. The look of 'we got away with something there'.The next pitch bounced across the plate and I looked back at the ump to challenge him to. "Please, Sir, guests are not allowed in the kitchen area!" he panted."Well, my friend, either send somebody over to our table, or get out of my way. I'm plenty hungry, and I don't take kindly to being starved." I'll see to your needs right away, Sir."Hesitantly, Ned returned to the table. Presently, the head waiter appeared at their table, his nose in the air."Gentlemen, much as I regret this, we cannot serve you. Your clothing is absolutely inappropriate, even if you did not tag along that.