Ping Pong

“Want to make it really interesting?” Ned asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at her as he picked up the ball.  “I’m not stripping with you.” Hillary replied, knowing exactly where his teenage brain had led him.  “That was not . . .” She interrupted him. “Don’t lie to me.” “Fine I was going to suggest … Continue reading Ping Pong

Table Tennis

“Mandy I need a second!”  Amanda looked up from the book she’d quietly been reading on one of the benches in the school hall. She’d finally managed to get comfortable and tune out the noise of the rest of the students spending a wet lunch break inside when her brother had disturbed her. She looked … Continue reading Table Tennis