Monday, November 10, 2008

Naira, the Stewardess

A 40 something woman with a great figure who dyes her hair. 3.0+ level womens player. I only played with her once in December last year. But she's a bit forward. She asks everyone for their number. And most people usually agree because even though she doesn't play very well, she's really hot.

She showed up again last Friday. I saw her in the distance and she was wearing this slim white fitting tennis outfit. Looked like she was 20. I thought it odd that she was wearing a knee brace. Because girls who dress as well as that usually don't know how to play. And the knee brace showed that she has put a few miles on her body. But when I finally got on the court with her I recognized her face. She's the one that I played with almost a year ago. The one that asked me to take off her knee brace because it was too tight. It was a very odd request. I had to kneel down in front while she was sitting so that I could pull it off. Never again. Too much sweat. Gross. There are just somethings that outweigh the excitement of running your hands up a woman's leg.

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