Chapter 15

“YOU SLEPT with him!” Natalie exclaimed when Amy had told the lunch crew about her adventure over Christmas. Everyone had completely jumped over the information that her brother and friends intended to rape her. Not that they didn’t care, but the idea that she went to Dennis’s house in the middle of the night and slept in his arms was so titillating they couldn’t contain themselves.

“It’s not like sleeping with him sleeping with him,” Amy said. “I slept on the sofa.”

“And where did Dennis sleep?” Judith demanded.

“Um ... on the sofa, but he was sitting up and I just used his leg as a pillow.”

“So, what did his parents say?” Leanne asked. Maybe if sleeping with Dennis was okay, she’d cross the road late one night.

“His mom was very nice and let me stay all day until my parents got home. I don’t think she believed sleeping was all we did, but honest, I just gave him a little peck on the cheek like Leanne always does when I left.” She figured she’d better leave out the part about holding his hand against her breast or feeling his thing get hard under her head. She wanted so badly to put her hand in her panties right then.

“I think his mom isn’t the only one suspicious,” Brenda laughed. “Just don’t go any further with him. And the rest of you, don’t go thinking that makes him fair game. Same rules. Teasing is okay as long as he doesn’t get too embarrassed or it doesn’t turn into bullying. I had a long talk with him after our game and by the time we were finished, he seemed okay with what we were doing and he won’t try anything inappropriate with us. Got it?” Of course, Brenda was holding back some of the information as well, but what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. She looked at Amy speculatively and wondered what else she might have done that she wasn’t telling.

“I’m asking him to the semester-end dance,” Diane announced. “If Amy can sleep with him and Natalie can pretend date him, I can have a pretend date, too.”

Natalie pouted a little. She’d intended to arrange that dance as their third pretend date. And they’d already agreed to pretend kiss. It wouldn’t be long now. A month before Dennis turned sixteen and two months for her. Diane was so lucky to have already turned sixteen and have a car she could drive.

“Just don’t break him,” she muttered. Her sister reached over and patted Natalie’s leg reassuringly.

The next game was coming up on Thursday, a week after New Year’s. Practice was brutal. The girls had been off for two weeks and the constant running was wearing them out. Their shooting was off as well. Wednesday after practice, everyone sat around on the bleachers complaining after Coach left the gym.

“I think my ankles are getting worn out,” Natalie ventured. “Dennis, will you tape me before the game tomorrow?”

“Um ... Sure, Natalie. We should get to the locker room early,” he said as he pushed the cart of balls toward the door.

“Me, too,” Judith said.

“And me,” Daniella added.

“I want my ankles taped, too,” Brenda said. “It really helped the last time.” All the girls chimed in.

“Wait, wait!” Dennis nearly panicked. “If I have to tape you all, we’ll have start at like lunch to be ready for the game. It takes about fifteen minutes each to get taped.”

“That’s true,” Brenda said. “We shouldn’t just be getting taped because we want him to look at our legs. Why don’t we make it three per game? Leanne, Roberta, and I have already been done once. Natalie, Judith, and Daniella asked first this time. Can you get three done, okay, Dennis?”

“Yeah. Um ... That should be okay. I want to do all of you, but if we can spread it out a little, it would help.”

“Good advice for everything,” Natalie said. She looked meaningfully at the other girls and they all nodded. “Okay, Daniella, Judith, and me for tomorrow. Amy, Diane, and Rosie for next week’s game. Then those who want to try it again can. Don’t go out and get injured just so you can jump the line.”

The girls filed into the locker room, leaving Dennis shaking his head as he put away the balls.

“My chest hurts,” Amy complained in the locker room. “I didn’t think I was that out of shape from just two weeks off. I could hardly lift my arms to make a shot today.”

“I’ve been noticing that, too,” Rosie said. “I just thought it was working out so hard.”

“Yeah. Even stretching was a pain. I felt a little better afterward, though,” Judith said.

“Strip, girls,” Brenda commanded.

“Huh?”

“We’re going to get in the shower anyway, so everybody undress. Mama has a lesson for you,” Brenda said. She demonstrated by pulling her sports bra off. Diane’s boobs were a little bigger than Brenda’s, but Diane was a little bigger all the way around—something she was incredibly self-conscious about.

“Now what?” Natalie asked. “You just want to perv on our tits, Brenda?”

“That’s not the purpose,” Brenda said. “But if you’d like, I’d perv on you for a while.”

“Brenda!”

“I’m seeing just what I thought I would,” she continued. “Three girls with the flattest chests among us—our three freshmen.”

“Hey, be nice,” Judith said. “Mom says they’ll grow.”

“They are,” Daniella said, picking up the train of thought from Brenda. “Not that I’ve been checking you out, but it’s hard for me not to notice naked girls. You three are growing.”

“We are?” Amy asked, turning to look at the other two girls. “Oh, God! Rosie, when did you get those?”

“I ... I didn’t realize it. They still aren’t much to look at, but my whole chest is kind of achy and especially around my nipples. They are poking out more, aren’t they?”

“Is this normal?” Judith asked. “Diane, you never mentioned it!”

“I didn’t get much pain. Probably because I’m so fat I didn’t notice,” Diane said.

“Girl, you are not fat!” Brenda said. “In fact, I think you’ve lost weight since we started training. As for me, my boobs grew all in one summer. Between eighth grade and ninth grade I suddenly went from Amy-size to these Cs. I was panicked that they wouldn’t stop. I just hope the hell they don’t take off again. My entire summer was spent rubbing my breasts, even when I wasn’t drilling for oil. You girls are just having growing pains. It’s nothing to worry about.”

“Is there anything we can do?” Amy pled. “They really hurt.”

“Yeah. I’ll bring some cream tomorrow. Until then, just take an Ibuprofen. It really does help.”

Judith giggled nearly all the way through getting taped and kept twitching her foot. Dennis had to keep positioning it correctly to get the tape wrapped. But when she was finished, she hopped off the bench and gave him a kiss on the cheek in thanks. Daniella took her place, dressed in her tight practice shorts.

“Um ... Are you sure you want me to touch you, Daniella? I mean ... a guy?”

“Yes, and I’m a rug muncher,” Daniella answered. “But I can see a good thing when it’s in front of me. And you’re in front of me.” She dropped her voice dramatically. “You should try it sometime. You’ll like it. I could teach you.”

“Um ... Wow! Um...”

“Just don’t get carried away right now, okay?”

“Yeah.” Dennis went to work and saw Daniella tense up. Before he started wrapping her ankle, he rubbed her foot and ankle, loosening the tension.

“Oh, hell. If you keep doing that, I won’t have any reason to get taped. I won’t be able to play,” she laughed. He chuckled and began wrapping her ankle and foot. He playfully tickled her other foot before he started taping and Daniella put it against his chest and pushed lightly. “Stick to business, Manager,” she whispered. He did and finished taping soon after. Then Natalie sat facing him in her practice shorts and sports bra.

“I’d like a foot rub before you tape, too,” she said. “You don’t have to strictly stick to business as long as I end up with a piece of tape on my ankle.” She smiled shyly at him. Dennis was stirring in his sweats as he rubbed Natalie’s foot and ankle, and daringly progressed farther up her leg to work on her calf. Natalie’s knee kept waving back and forth as he massaged her, opening and closing the space between her legs where the fabric was pulled tight against her pussy. Dennis called himself back to reality and quickly began wrapping her ankle, but he got distracted again when he worked on her other leg. Eventually, he finished taping her and looked up. All the girls were standing around in red bras and panties.

While he was looking, Natalie shimmied out of her practice shorts and showed her own red bikini panties.

“We decided we should really be a team together and have matching underwear to go with our burgundy away uniforms,” Natalie said. “What do you think.”

“I think?” Dennis collected himself rapidly. He didn’t think these sports bras were constructed as heavily as the ones they wore for practice. In fact, he was sure he saw little nipple bumps in some of them. “Um ... You are all really pretty and it wouldn’t make a difference what you wore. This really looks like a team, though, and I might have to get some red underwear, too.” They all laughed and started pulling on their burgundy uniforms. Most were about half dressed when Coach came into the locker room.

“We’ve got ten minutes until time to get on the bus. Get your sweats on and go potty. It’s half an hour over to Orchard.” She stopped and looked down at Dennis where he was repacking his first aid kit. “You just stay in here while the girls dress now?”

“Um ... No, coach. I was just taping some ankles.”

“He’s okay, Coach,” Brenda assured Ardith. “He’s always respectful and we keep it covered, you know.”

“Okay. We’re down to seven minutes. Let’s move.”

Dennis wasn’t sure what Brenda meant by ‘keeping it covered.’ He’d certainly seen plenty of breasts since they started inviting him into the locker room to tape and untape their ankles. And lots of panties. And a few bare butts as they went off to the shower. If the girls were happy, he sure wasn’t going to complain.

The game was another hard-fought battle, but the Angelines came out victorious and excited. The bus ride back to school was loud as the girls replayed parts of the game. Dennis, as was proper for a boy and the Team Manager, sat across the aisle opposite Coach Graves. He wished he was in the back of the bus with the girls.

“Don’t dilly-dally and waste time,” Coach said when they got off the bus. “I want to lock up and be out of here in forty-five minutes. I’ll be in my office if anyone needs me.” She deliberately walked past the locker room, went into her office, and closed the door. She knew they were teasing, but as long as no one was being hurt and everyone was happy, she didn’t want to spy on them. As her mother used to say, ‘It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye.’”