The Good Guys embarked on their next road trip to California, going four and five. They dropped two of three to the Giants, before winning two of three in San Diego, and dropping two of three in LA. They returned home on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand against the Nationals, Reds, and Phillies.
Monday was an off day. Mitch and Naomi spent it relaxing, and partially at the casino. That night, when Mitch looked on Naomi's laptop, he noticed that she was still receiving messages from the same screen name. Although the boy was only 18, Mitch was very uneasy with it, and things were only going to get a lot worse.
On Tuesday night, the Good Guys opened a homestand against Washington. Kate Hudson started, and was magnificent for eight innings, allowing only one run, and leaving in a tie game, before Naomi came in, gave up some hits and walks, and then a Grand Slam Homerun, to put the Good Guys behind, 5-1. The team battled back valiantly in the bottom of the ninth, scoring two runs, and bringing up Mitch, with the bases loaded. With the 20,000 at fever pitch, Mitch swung thru a fastball, to end a heartbreaking, 5-3 defeat. In the clubhouse, the team gave the usual postgame interviews, and then dressed, to head home. Mitch was feeling lightheaded, and very upset, so as he left the park, he asked Naomi to drive, as they headed to their postgame meal with the team. Suddenly, the frustrating loss was the breaking point for Mitch. Even though it was only May, and the loss meant nothing, Mitch broke down, and began crying. All the years of being under a microscope, being married to Naomi, the problems with Alan, and being the team's superstar, expected to produce, finally got to the Good Guy rightfielder on that Tuesday night. Naomi pulled the car over to the side of the road, and cradled Mitch's head in her lap. "Honey, Iam here, Iam not going anywhere. It's going to be okay. Whatever is bothering you, we'll fix it" Naomi said. When they got to the resturant to meet up with the team, everyone was somber. It had been a terrible loss. Mitch went to the men's room to wash his face, and tried to make light conversation with the team. When they got home that night, Mitch and Naomi lied in bed, with Mitch clutching her, like a child would clutch his teddy bear. "Honey, what can I do for you? Tell me, and I'll do it, anything" Naomi said
"Nai, my mind is racing. Part of me wants to leave the island, and the team, and go for counseling, and get the tickling and foot stuff out of our system for good. I dont know, maybe the fetish has been our downfall all these years. I just dont know. Iam so confused. What kind of role model am I as a father and a baseball player? I tickle nude women every weekend, and engage in tickle orgies with my wife? Is this normal? I love our friends, and I know we have this fetish, and honestly, I dont know if Iam bullshitting myself,. staying married to you for the rest of my life, and never kissing your feet, or tickling you again? Could we be happy with that. Part of me wants to retire, and leave the tickle chatroom we're in, and the community for good, and part of me wants to stay. Iam just so confused." Mitch said. "I dont think we have to decide any of this tonight. Go to sleep. Iam here, and Iam not going anywhere. In time, we will work it out. In the meantime, whatever you need, Iam your rock, like you have always been mine, okay, babe" Naomi said. "I love you so much, you know that, you are amazing" Mitch said, tears in his eyes.
The next night, when they got to the ballpark, Mitch was confronted by Alan. "Nice strikeout last night to end the game with the bases loaded, asshole! Let's see if you can do better tonight" Alan ranted. "Alan, you know what, you pathtetic man, no one felt worse about that then I did. I didnt sleep all night, you arrogant prick. In fact, I was seriously talking to Naomi last night of packing baseball in all together after this year. Iam tired of the pressure, and of you, and maybe Iam holding Naomi back from her career as an actress, so dont push me, you pathtetic fuck!" Mitch said. "Mitch, you arent serious, you really arent going to leave us, are you?" Kate Hudson said. "Katie, I love you like a sister, and we will always be friends, but my answer is, that I honestly dont know. We have contracts for this year, so we'll see. I intend to honor my contract, for myself, my team, and the fans, but come the end of the season, Naomi and I have some serious things to discuss" Mitch said. "I for one wont miss you, if you do leave, Mitch. I've never liked you. You are a weirdo, and an asshole. I dont know how Naomi puts up with you" Alan said. "Alan, if I do leave, the feeling will be mutual. I wont miss you either. You are nothing but a pathtetic excuse for a human being. I despise you with every breath in me, but tolerate you, because I want to play for this team, and with my friends. If I do go, it wont be to another team, it will be to retirement" Mitch said.
After the verbal exchange, the Good Guys got dressed, to play game two with Washington. Hearing the roar of the crowd helped Mitch feel better, at least a bit. He hit a homerun in the third inning, to back up Gil Bellows, as the Good Guys triumphed that night, 5-3. During the game, when he could, Mitch kept looking back at the bullpen to Naomi, who kept blowing him little kisses, and giving him the thumbs up sign. Charlize Theron took the hill on Thursdasy night, and she fared very well, pitching shutout ball into the eighth, in a 3-1 win.
The Phillies invaded Paradise on Friday night. Mitch, who was by now coming back to himself, with the aid of some TLC from the mega patient Naomi, hit another homerun, to back up Neve Campbell, and triumph, 4-3. The fifth starter took a bad beating on Saturday night. Then, on Sunday afternoon, Kate Hudson took the hill before a matinee sellout. Kate was brilliant, pitching shutout ball into the ninth, as Mitch hit yet another homer, to come away with a 2-0 win.
The Reds came to town on Monday night. Gil Bellows pitched, and did well, but got no run support, and came away on the short end of a 1-0 score. Charlize Theron took the mound on Tuesday, and she did well, allowing but two runs into the eighth, and combining with Naomi, Bynes, and Duff, in a 6-3 triumph. Wednesday dawned bright and sunny, and that afternoon, Neve Campbell capped the homestand before a sellout with a wonderfully pitched game. Neve allowed one run into the eighth, before giving way to the bullpen, who finished off a 4-1 Good Guy win that capped a six and three homestand. It was a difficult homestand for Mitch emotionally, but on Thursday evening, as the team left the Bahamas for the road trip, Naomi accompanied Mitch to the airport:" Are you going to be okay? You werent yourself this week, sweetie?" Naomi asked. "I think so, I will call you, every night, as I always do. Who knows, maybe I was coddled this week being at home, with all the TLC from you, the home crowd, and my teammates that love me. All I hear is love, except from asshole Alan of course. Maybe getting out on the road, and hearing myself called a bum every night, will thicken my skin" Mitch said, jokingly, kissing Naomi.
As Mitch departed for the plane, Naomi wondered if her husband was having a midlife crisis set in. She herself was still instant messaging with her young fan friend, but everyone knew he was no threat.
In the meantime, the team held it Saturday night tickle party. The featured lee would be the catcher Barney's stuck up sister, Maureen. Blonde, and Harvard educated, she thought that she was better then everyone else, a true snob. The pretty blonde was tied hands and feet to the bed, in the middle of the fetish club, as Barney started the proceedings on his sister's neck with fingers, as she began to giggle:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, second baseman Russell attacked Maureen on her underarms, sides, belly and ribs with fingers, as she thrashed, and squealed some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE! OMG PLEASE NOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael then tickled Maureen on her inner thighs, causing her to buck, Finally, Mitch, who had known both Barney and Maureen for years, since college, and had always fantasized about tickling her, finally got his chance. He sat at the foot of the bed, and attacked Maureen's soles, with his fingers, and then a feather, and finally, ice and an electric toothbrush over her toes and soles. Maureen, who got frequent pedicures, and had ultra soft soles, was extremely ticklish on her feet, and this drove her beserk! She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed with girlish giggles, begging for mercy: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NOOO MORRRRE! IAM SOOO TICKLISH! IAM GOING TO WET MYSELF! NOOOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and the exhausted blonde with the big chest was untied.
It had been a very difficult and trying homestand for Mitch emotionally. The big question for Mitch was whether it was just a phase, a midlife crisis, or the beginning of the end of his days as a baseball player. Naomi was most worried about her man as the team headed off on the road trip. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
Monday was an off day. Mitch and Naomi spent it relaxing, and partially at the casino. That night, when Mitch looked on Naomi's laptop, he noticed that she was still receiving messages from the same screen name. Although the boy was only 18, Mitch was very uneasy with it, and things were only going to get a lot worse.
On Tuesday night, the Good Guys opened a homestand against Washington. Kate Hudson started, and was magnificent for eight innings, allowing only one run, and leaving in a tie game, before Naomi came in, gave up some hits and walks, and then a Grand Slam Homerun, to put the Good Guys behind, 5-1. The team battled back valiantly in the bottom of the ninth, scoring two runs, and bringing up Mitch, with the bases loaded. With the 20,000 at fever pitch, Mitch swung thru a fastball, to end a heartbreaking, 5-3 defeat. In the clubhouse, the team gave the usual postgame interviews, and then dressed, to head home. Mitch was feeling lightheaded, and very upset, so as he left the park, he asked Naomi to drive, as they headed to their postgame meal with the team. Suddenly, the frustrating loss was the breaking point for Mitch. Even though it was only May, and the loss meant nothing, Mitch broke down, and began crying. All the years of being under a microscope, being married to Naomi, the problems with Alan, and being the team's superstar, expected to produce, finally got to the Good Guy rightfielder on that Tuesday night. Naomi pulled the car over to the side of the road, and cradled Mitch's head in her lap. "Honey, Iam here, Iam not going anywhere. It's going to be okay. Whatever is bothering you, we'll fix it" Naomi said. When they got to the resturant to meet up with the team, everyone was somber. It had been a terrible loss. Mitch went to the men's room to wash his face, and tried to make light conversation with the team. When they got home that night, Mitch and Naomi lied in bed, with Mitch clutching her, like a child would clutch his teddy bear. "Honey, what can I do for you? Tell me, and I'll do it, anything" Naomi said
"Nai, my mind is racing. Part of me wants to leave the island, and the team, and go for counseling, and get the tickling and foot stuff out of our system for good. I dont know, maybe the fetish has been our downfall all these years. I just dont know. Iam so confused. What kind of role model am I as a father and a baseball player? I tickle nude women every weekend, and engage in tickle orgies with my wife? Is this normal? I love our friends, and I know we have this fetish, and honestly, I dont know if Iam bullshitting myself,. staying married to you for the rest of my life, and never kissing your feet, or tickling you again? Could we be happy with that. Part of me wants to retire, and leave the tickle chatroom we're in, and the community for good, and part of me wants to stay. Iam just so confused." Mitch said. "I dont think we have to decide any of this tonight. Go to sleep. Iam here, and Iam not going anywhere. In time, we will work it out. In the meantime, whatever you need, Iam your rock, like you have always been mine, okay, babe" Naomi said. "I love you so much, you know that, you are amazing" Mitch said, tears in his eyes.
The next night, when they got to the ballpark, Mitch was confronted by Alan. "Nice strikeout last night to end the game with the bases loaded, asshole! Let's see if you can do better tonight" Alan ranted. "Alan, you know what, you pathtetic man, no one felt worse about that then I did. I didnt sleep all night, you arrogant prick. In fact, I was seriously talking to Naomi last night of packing baseball in all together after this year. Iam tired of the pressure, and of you, and maybe Iam holding Naomi back from her career as an actress, so dont push me, you pathtetic fuck!" Mitch said. "Mitch, you arent serious, you really arent going to leave us, are you?" Kate Hudson said. "Katie, I love you like a sister, and we will always be friends, but my answer is, that I honestly dont know. We have contracts for this year, so we'll see. I intend to honor my contract, for myself, my team, and the fans, but come the end of the season, Naomi and I have some serious things to discuss" Mitch said. "I for one wont miss you, if you do leave, Mitch. I've never liked you. You are a weirdo, and an asshole. I dont know how Naomi puts up with you" Alan said. "Alan, if I do leave, the feeling will be mutual. I wont miss you either. You are nothing but a pathtetic excuse for a human being. I despise you with every breath in me, but tolerate you, because I want to play for this team, and with my friends. If I do go, it wont be to another team, it will be to retirement" Mitch said.
After the verbal exchange, the Good Guys got dressed, to play game two with Washington. Hearing the roar of the crowd helped Mitch feel better, at least a bit. He hit a homerun in the third inning, to back up Gil Bellows, as the Good Guys triumphed that night, 5-3. During the game, when he could, Mitch kept looking back at the bullpen to Naomi, who kept blowing him little kisses, and giving him the thumbs up sign. Charlize Theron took the hill on Thursdasy night, and she fared very well, pitching shutout ball into the eighth, in a 3-1 win.
The Phillies invaded Paradise on Friday night. Mitch, who was by now coming back to himself, with the aid of some TLC from the mega patient Naomi, hit another homerun, to back up Neve Campbell, and triumph, 4-3. The fifth starter took a bad beating on Saturday night. Then, on Sunday afternoon, Kate Hudson took the hill before a matinee sellout. Kate was brilliant, pitching shutout ball into the ninth, as Mitch hit yet another homer, to come away with a 2-0 win.
The Reds came to town on Monday night. Gil Bellows pitched, and did well, but got no run support, and came away on the short end of a 1-0 score. Charlize Theron took the mound on Tuesday, and she did well, allowing but two runs into the eighth, and combining with Naomi, Bynes, and Duff, in a 6-3 triumph. Wednesday dawned bright and sunny, and that afternoon, Neve Campbell capped the homestand before a sellout with a wonderfully pitched game. Neve allowed one run into the eighth, before giving way to the bullpen, who finished off a 4-1 Good Guy win that capped a six and three homestand. It was a difficult homestand for Mitch emotionally, but on Thursday evening, as the team left the Bahamas for the road trip, Naomi accompanied Mitch to the airport:" Are you going to be okay? You werent yourself this week, sweetie?" Naomi asked. "I think so, I will call you, every night, as I always do. Who knows, maybe I was coddled this week being at home, with all the TLC from you, the home crowd, and my teammates that love me. All I hear is love, except from asshole Alan of course. Maybe getting out on the road, and hearing myself called a bum every night, will thicken my skin" Mitch said, jokingly, kissing Naomi.
As Mitch departed for the plane, Naomi wondered if her husband was having a midlife crisis set in. She herself was still instant messaging with her young fan friend, but everyone knew he was no threat.
In the meantime, the team held it Saturday night tickle party. The featured lee would be the catcher Barney's stuck up sister, Maureen. Blonde, and Harvard educated, she thought that she was better then everyone else, a true snob. The pretty blonde was tied hands and feet to the bed, in the middle of the fetish club, as Barney started the proceedings on his sister's neck with fingers, as she began to giggle:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, second baseman Russell attacked Maureen on her underarms, sides, belly and ribs with fingers, as she thrashed, and squealed some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE! OMG PLEASE NOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael then tickled Maureen on her inner thighs, causing her to buck, Finally, Mitch, who had known both Barney and Maureen for years, since college, and had always fantasized about tickling her, finally got his chance. He sat at the foot of the bed, and attacked Maureen's soles, with his fingers, and then a feather, and finally, ice and an electric toothbrush over her toes and soles. Maureen, who got frequent pedicures, and had ultra soft soles, was extremely ticklish on her feet, and this drove her beserk! She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed with girlish giggles, begging for mercy: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NOOO MORRRRE! IAM SOOO TICKLISH! IAM GOING TO WET MYSELF! NOOOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and the exhausted blonde with the big chest was untied.
It had been a very difficult and trying homestand for Mitch emotionally. The big question for Mitch was whether it was just a phase, a midlife crisis, or the beginning of the end of his days as a baseball player. Naomi was most worried about her man as the team headed off on the road trip. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
