Chicks with Sticks

Natalya:

I thought for a long moment, before speaking.

"So what is it that you have in mind then?"
 
Coach

"It's not what I have in mind, remember, it's the league. I told them you wouldn't be interested in what Playboy is offering, but apparently they're very interested. I said something provocative, like in Maxim, or something. I wish we could just play hockey, myself."
 
Natalya:

Another thoughtful silence ensued. I turned to look at Tessa, and she seemed to be about as unsure as I was.

"Hmmm, what about letting you make the decisions? For me at least, I just want to play, all these little things don't really bother me. You will decide what's best for me, and for the team. Right?" I threw forward the proposition.

I really meant what I had said, other than playing nothing else really mattered to me. Besides, under all the thick playing gear, we looked just like men, and we played like them too.
 
Coach

"That's a lot of responsibility," I said. "And this crack about you guys looking like men is bullshit. Look at you two, you're both amazingly attractive women. Guys watch because you can play, and because you're both hotter than firecrackers. Hell, I'd lust after you too...." I let the sentence drop off, knowing full well I may have said more than I wanted.
 
OOC:

I just want to tell you guys, that from june 24th to July 22 I won't be able to post. I'm gunna be away, with no computer. Feel free to take over my part, durring then. C-ya later.
 
OOC: i was thinking to myself btw...:p the part about looking like guys...

Natalya:

I decided to let his remark pass; I could always treat it as a compliment. But now for the first time I knew that coach looked upon us as more than just his players. Interesting.

"Anyway, I'm still for the idea of letting you decide, what about you Tessa?"
 
Coach

"OH no, if I decide, it might lead to the three of us naked on the floor here!"
 
Natalya:

I laughed, at whatever that was supposed to mean.

All of a sudden, all three of us could feel the chilling tension between us, almost sexual. My lips were feeling dry in fact, as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

"I mean seriously, we're letting you decide," I said, trying to bring the subject back on track.
 
Coach

"Okay, well, Playboy is offering $250K for both of you to do a layout. It's a lot of money, and if you're okay, and your families are okay with it, it seems silly to turn it down."
 
Natalya:

"250k?" I said, more to myself than anything. "Each or both of us?" I had to make sure. 125k was alot of money already, and if it was 250k, then it would be great, just for a few pictures.

I was dead sure my family would not object, besides they were still back in Russia. They probably would never see the pictures anyway.

Turning to Tessa, I checked her reaction, to make sure if we were on the same wavelength. If she was unwilling, I would turn it down too.
 
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