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Hello everyone, thank you for taking your time and reading this! This is my first try at story telling so please let me know if theres anything I should work on! I appreciate all feedback. Part II coming soon!

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Signing up for the new local Co-Ed Kickball league was never in my plans of summer activities back in June. Spending my Friday nights at a local field with a bunch of people who I did not know was definitely enough for me to be indecisive about joining before it took my friends a lot to convince me. For context, all my friends and I are in our early 20s, we love to hang out and go out drinking, partying and all the other activities you can imagine school kids are up to during the summer. My issue with the league was that it was mainly set up by older people in the community, parents who just wanted to get active during the summer and support local charities by raising money through snack sales and raffles during our “Season”. I gave in and joined, hoping for the best and maybe some beers throughout. Most of the teams were assigned randomly and filled in depending on the need of players, luckily my friends and I got a solid group, only needing a few fill-ins to fill up our roster.

Once the season opener came the community decided to have a big event prior to the games, with snack sales, music and activities for the kids and families who came to support. As they introduced the teams and gave out jerseys, they called everyones names in the teams, corny I wondered, but tried to continue with somewhat of a positive attitude as I joined my team on the field. As we stood there waiting for the rest of our team to be called out, I heard a familiar name, and to my surprise it was exactly who I wondered it was… Mrs. Miller, My elementary college teacher who I had not seen in almost 12 years. To my surprise she walked onto the field and recognized me right away, she seemed very happy to see me as we gave each other a warm hug and talked for a bit as the event went on. The small talk got blurred out as my brain raced and tried thinking back to my college days, did she at all times look this good? She must be in her 50s by now… But she does not age at all… oh and her voice, her soothing voice, I was in awe. As more questions raced through my head I couldn’t stop thinking about how well that shirt fit her and hugged her chest. My comment about the league had suddenly changed and I was already looking forward to every single one of our games.

NSFW: yes

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