The Paradise Island team, on an incredible emotional high after their nine game opening season winning streak, took off on their first road trip of the year. Their first stop was New York, where, in their first game in town, they were jarred back to reality, with a five run loss, in the Mets home opener, and also proceeded to lose another game while there, finding themselves lucky to escape with one win. Things got better as they went to Atlanta, taking two of three , and then moved on to Houston, winning two of three there as well. They returned home on a Sunday night, to begin their second homestand of the year.
When Mitch returned home that night, Naomi was waiting for him as always. She donned a short, black, sexy nightie, and tried to break his vow of no intercourse. "Come on, husband, stop being such a tightass. How about, say, you rip this nightie off me, and I let you do anything you want to me, all night" Naomi said, kissing him. "No, Nai, a deal is a deal. No intercourse until we lose at home. If I break the vow, and we go on a losing streak, I will feel like I let down the team. I told you how it is, and we're going to just have to deal with it. I'm sorry". Mitch replied. "You know what, I am so sick of you with this righteous bullshit! What is it? You act like someone cut off your dick! I see, a damn vow, and bet, is more important to you then making your wife happy! A marriage, and loving someone else, has to be thinking about them first, not yourself. I would do anything for you. I have done anything for you, for 23 fucking years, Mitchell. We have been together since we both got to this island, and I resent you casting me aside just to engage in your self serving righteousness, you son of a bitch!" Naomi fumed. Mitch got his pillow, and went to sleep on the couch. Clearly, Naomi was very unhappy with him. That would continue for a while, and, by week's end, she would not be the only one.
The next night, with Naomi barely speaking to Mitch, the Good Guys gathered at the ballpark to play Pittsburgh. Kate Hudson was on the mound, and, even in the worst of days, that usually meant a win, but, with the Good Guys sporting a fourteen and four record, it meant an easy night. Kate struck out nine over eight innings, and got four runs of support, three coming on a Mitch homer, to come away with a 4-1 win, in front of a screaming, rare sellout, on a Monday night. Gil Bellows followed her to the mound, and he, too, did a fine job, permitting two runs over seven innings, and also fanning nine, as Mitch hit yet another homer, in a 5-2 triumph. Charlize Theron took the hill on Wednesday night, and she pitched a good game, allowing three runs in six innings, and striking out seven. The Good Guys got six runs, on two three run homers, which was all they needed, in a 6-3 victory.
Thursday was an off day. Naomi went shopping with other female members of the team, while Mitch hit the casino, and the hotel pool, with his male teammates, the couple still not saying much to each other.
Chicago came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was the starter that night, and she pitched a solid game, three runs in seven innings, ten strikeouts, combining with Bynes, and Duff, on a 5-3 win. Rachel Leigh Cook got the ball on Saturday night, the home winning streak on the line. Normally, in past years, the fifth starter had meant trouble. That year, Cook was the stablizing force of the Good Guys automatically not having their brains beat in every fifth day. Cook did a fine job, two runs over six innings, in a 4-2 win. Fourteen home wins in a row, Kate on Sunday, as the team looked unstoppable.
Kate Hudson did oppose Kerry Wood on a sunny, windy, 85 degree Sunday, in front of a standing room only crowd of almost 55,000. The team had a record of nineteen and four, with a seven game lead in the NL East. They could not have looked more like the wrecking crew. The game, on that Sunday, to no one's surprise, was close. Mitch hit a two run homer early on, and the Cubs got one off Kate, but the batters were doing little else. In the meantime, Kate was breezing, having fanned ten batters into the eighth inning, with a fairly low pitch count of only 94. In the eighth, with the Good Guys leading by the same 2-1 score, Kate issued a walk, and the pitching coach came to the mound, and asked Kate how she felt, she nodded, and said she felt fine. An infield hit followed, two on now, but, with a seven game lead, and over 54,000 wanting to see Kate pitch some more, Sniderman wasn't going to take her out, especially not due to a cheap hit. What happened next defined logic. The next batter hit a high fly ball straight into the high, clear, sunny, azure blue sky that day. Mitch, usually a Gold Glove outfielder, tracked the ball, and the next thing everyone knew, he dropped the ball! Baserunners were all over the place, and two runs had scored, on what would be a three base error. The crowd, after Mitch had carried the team on his back for three weeks, had the audacity to boo the Good Guy star outfielder. The Cubs had the lead, and then, Wood, and the Cub bullpen, shut the Paradise Islanders out over the final two innings, for a 3-2 loss. The fourteen game home winning streak was over, and Mitch was going to get some that night, but not before hearing it from his teammates.
In the clubhouse, the team was deathly quiet, giving the usual parade of interviews, and microscope analysis, that sometimes came with a tough loss. Then, Kate, who was usually the sweetest person on the face of the planet, and the best teammate a person would want to have, walked over to Mitch, and lit into him:" Nai told us about your little sex ban. Did you drop that ball intentionally, so you could get some from her tonight, and make us lose on purpose, huh!?" Kate charged. Mitch looked at Kate in disbelief:" I dont fucking believe you. First of all, it infuriates me that Naomi told you about that. Second, I am a professional baseball player, and a member of this team. I bust my ass, every day, I want us to win, every game. Do you really fucking think I would engage in such a cheap trick, as to tank a play just so I can fuck my wife?! Are you on drugs!? It was a high, clear sky today, and I lost the damn ball in the sun. I'm sorry both you and the team lost. It was a tough game, we've had a thousand of them before. Get dressed, come back tomorrow, pitch next weekend in Pittsburgh, and deal with it, Kate. I am done with this conversation!" Mitch said, and went off to the showers.
That night, when Mitch got home, Naomi tried to arouse him, but he was having none of it:" Come on, big boy, the winning streak is over. Now you get me as the prize" Naomi said. "My advice, keep your clothes on. I am not in the mood. First, what the hell could have possibly possessed you to tell our teammates about the most personal of bets between us. That is none of their fucking business! Second, no, I did not intentionally tank that play today just so I could fuck you tonight. The sun was in my eyes, and I lost the ball, end of story, okay. God Knows what is going to be in the papers tomorrow about it!" Mitch said. The couple went to bed that night, not in good spirits. The next morning, Mitch awoke to screaming back page headlines, with a full page picture of him on the field, the ball on the ground in front of him after the error, and a big E-9 (Which meant error, right fielder) on the back page headlines. Even with the Good Guys incredible record, Mitch was the goat of the island, at least for that game.
That night, when the Good Guys got to the ballpark to play the Cardinals, they had other problems, as Lee Sniderman called both Kate and Mitch into his office. "You are both suspended for tonight's game. Sit in the clubhouse and watch it, not on the bench, additionally, you are both fined $500, and I want you both to apologize to each other. What happened yesterday is bad for the morale of the team. We dont need infighting like that. We already have enough to deal with from our opponents!" Sniderman scolded. Kate and Mitch, sitting in chairs, looked at each other with smirks. "I'm sorry I went off on you. I know you didnt tank that play purposely just because of Nai. I talked to the other outfielders. It was a brutal sky out there yesterday. I know our losing wasnt your fault" Kate said. "Yeah, well, I lost my head, too, and I am sorry. I guess we both just went off half cocked." Mitch said. That night, with Mitch out of the lineup, the Good Guys lost their second game in a row, 4-3, as they trailed 4-0 into the ninth, tried to rally, but fell short, falling to the Cardinals. Charlize Theron pitched on Tuesday night, and things were better. With Mitch back in the lineup, the game was tied, 1-1 into the eighth, when Mitch hit a Grand Slam homer. The Good Guys had trouble holding the lead in the ninth, but Hilary Duff struck out Albert Pujols, with two men on, leading 5-3, to win the game by that score. Neve Campbell took the mound on a clear, bright, Wednesday in front of a sellout, in the homestand's last game, before the Good Guys went on the road again. Neve pitched a fine game, striking out eleven into the eighth inning. She combined with Naomi, Bynes, and Duff, to walk away with the win, as the Good Guys completed the homestand, with a fine 4-2 win that finished off another excellent seven and two homestand. The Mitch-Kate argument and the tough loss to the Cubs had been the low point, but, overall, the Good Guys were cruising along, with a twenty one and six record.
On Wednesday night, with another nine game road trip looming, and sex still non existent, Naomi tried to take matters into her own hands. "I lose you again tomorrow for ten days. You havent fucked me in a month. What do I have to do, beg my husband to have sex with me? Okay, I am begging, please, before you go away again" Naomi said. Mitch looked at Naomi. "I am not happy with you right now, but you know what, I will fuck you, and tickle you too, because you're the only one I get, for life, so I need some from you. Please dont ever accuse me that way again. I felt awful that we lost, but I never would intentionally make us lose just to get some from you, that would be Bush League, and a cheap trick" Mitch said. So, the couple did have intercourse that night, trying to heal the wounds of the difficult week.
In the meantime, in addition to that week's Saturday tickle party, the team was so mad at both Mitch and Kate, for the drama they caused, after the dropped fly ball, that they decided to hold a special Wednesday tickle party, after the win against St Louis that day, to punish both Mitch and Kate for their unsportsmanlike conduct. Both were stripped to underwear, and tied to tables in the middle of the fetish club with rope. Then, two cruel female doms entered the club, and walked over to them:" So, you are Mitch and Kate, baseball heroes, who engage in petty arguments and blame over a baseball game. Your teammates told us about you, and you are both about to be punished for that. One dom began the proceedings, attacking Mitch's neck with fingers, as his head moved from side to side, and the laughter began:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO! Moving down, the dom attacked Mitch with her long, red, fingernails, on his armpits, and over his sides, and belly, counting his ribs, as his laughter increased:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ACK THOSE LONG NAILS ARE MURDER! NOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Then, the dom tickled Mitch on his hips, inner thighs, and knees, as his legs bucked around. Finally, she got to his feet, and tickled them all over his arches, soles, and inbetween and under his toes, needing no other instrument than her tortorous fingernails. Mitch went beserk! He jerked his feet as much as the bonds allowed, and howled with laughter, begging for mercy:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OMG THOSE FINGERNAILS KILL! I CANT STAND IT! NOOOOOO! HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
The doms weren't finished. Kate was next on the lesson list. The second dom ran her long fingernails over Kate's neck, as she shifted her head around, and began to giggle:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHE! OOOH THAT TICKLES! Moving down, the dom attacked Kate with the long nails on Kate's underarms, sides, belly, and ribs, counting her ribs up and down, and running the nails all over the belly, as Kate shrieked, and begged:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG THAT TICKLES! STOOPPPPP! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Then, the dom moved down, tickling Kate on her hips, inner thighs, knees, and near her private area, as Kate shrieked some more, and intense feelings reverberated through her loins. Finally, last, but not least, the dom focused her attention on Kate's horribly ticklish feet, as the dom ran her long fingernails over Kate's soles, and inbetween, and under her toes. Kate felt like she was going to lose it. She flexed, pointed, wiggled her toes, and clenched them down , hard, to try and avert the maddening tickling, as she screamed with laughter, and begged for mercy:HEHEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMFG PLEASE NO MORE! I FEEL LIKE IAM GOING TO PASS OUT! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the maddening torture stopped, and both Kate and Mitch were untied.
The next night, with issues between Mitch and Kate, and Mitch and Naomi, seemingly settled, Naomi drove Mitch to Nassau International, so that he could catch the team flight to Pittsburgh. "Have a good trip, and I hope when you come home next time, we can have a better homestand. Even though we are winning, this was rough, and I hope next time is better" Naomi said, kissing Mitch goodbye.
So, it had been a bit of a rough, abit successful homestand, both on field and off, with the error controversy, and the Mitch-Naomi problems. As the team flight left Nassau, to head to Pittsburgh, hopefully, all those issues had been settled, and, on the next homestand, there would be an atmosphere of tranquility, and not tension, when the Tickle Team From Paradise Island returned to their heavenly Paradise, from the rigors of the road.
The End
When Mitch returned home that night, Naomi was waiting for him as always. She donned a short, black, sexy nightie, and tried to break his vow of no intercourse. "Come on, husband, stop being such a tightass. How about, say, you rip this nightie off me, and I let you do anything you want to me, all night" Naomi said, kissing him. "No, Nai, a deal is a deal. No intercourse until we lose at home. If I break the vow, and we go on a losing streak, I will feel like I let down the team. I told you how it is, and we're going to just have to deal with it. I'm sorry". Mitch replied. "You know what, I am so sick of you with this righteous bullshit! What is it? You act like someone cut off your dick! I see, a damn vow, and bet, is more important to you then making your wife happy! A marriage, and loving someone else, has to be thinking about them first, not yourself. I would do anything for you. I have done anything for you, for 23 fucking years, Mitchell. We have been together since we both got to this island, and I resent you casting me aside just to engage in your self serving righteousness, you son of a bitch!" Naomi fumed. Mitch got his pillow, and went to sleep on the couch. Clearly, Naomi was very unhappy with him. That would continue for a while, and, by week's end, she would not be the only one.
The next night, with Naomi barely speaking to Mitch, the Good Guys gathered at the ballpark to play Pittsburgh. Kate Hudson was on the mound, and, even in the worst of days, that usually meant a win, but, with the Good Guys sporting a fourteen and four record, it meant an easy night. Kate struck out nine over eight innings, and got four runs of support, three coming on a Mitch homer, to come away with a 4-1 win, in front of a screaming, rare sellout, on a Monday night. Gil Bellows followed her to the mound, and he, too, did a fine job, permitting two runs over seven innings, and also fanning nine, as Mitch hit yet another homer, in a 5-2 triumph. Charlize Theron took the hill on Wednesday night, and she pitched a good game, allowing three runs in six innings, and striking out seven. The Good Guys got six runs, on two three run homers, which was all they needed, in a 6-3 victory.
Thursday was an off day. Naomi went shopping with other female members of the team, while Mitch hit the casino, and the hotel pool, with his male teammates, the couple still not saying much to each other.
Chicago came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was the starter that night, and she pitched a solid game, three runs in seven innings, ten strikeouts, combining with Bynes, and Duff, on a 5-3 win. Rachel Leigh Cook got the ball on Saturday night, the home winning streak on the line. Normally, in past years, the fifth starter had meant trouble. That year, Cook was the stablizing force of the Good Guys automatically not having their brains beat in every fifth day. Cook did a fine job, two runs over six innings, in a 4-2 win. Fourteen home wins in a row, Kate on Sunday, as the team looked unstoppable.
Kate Hudson did oppose Kerry Wood on a sunny, windy, 85 degree Sunday, in front of a standing room only crowd of almost 55,000. The team had a record of nineteen and four, with a seven game lead in the NL East. They could not have looked more like the wrecking crew. The game, on that Sunday, to no one's surprise, was close. Mitch hit a two run homer early on, and the Cubs got one off Kate, but the batters were doing little else. In the meantime, Kate was breezing, having fanned ten batters into the eighth inning, with a fairly low pitch count of only 94. In the eighth, with the Good Guys leading by the same 2-1 score, Kate issued a walk, and the pitching coach came to the mound, and asked Kate how she felt, she nodded, and said she felt fine. An infield hit followed, two on now, but, with a seven game lead, and over 54,000 wanting to see Kate pitch some more, Sniderman wasn't going to take her out, especially not due to a cheap hit. What happened next defined logic. The next batter hit a high fly ball straight into the high, clear, sunny, azure blue sky that day. Mitch, usually a Gold Glove outfielder, tracked the ball, and the next thing everyone knew, he dropped the ball! Baserunners were all over the place, and two runs had scored, on what would be a three base error. The crowd, after Mitch had carried the team on his back for three weeks, had the audacity to boo the Good Guy star outfielder. The Cubs had the lead, and then, Wood, and the Cub bullpen, shut the Paradise Islanders out over the final two innings, for a 3-2 loss. The fourteen game home winning streak was over, and Mitch was going to get some that night, but not before hearing it from his teammates.
In the clubhouse, the team was deathly quiet, giving the usual parade of interviews, and microscope analysis, that sometimes came with a tough loss. Then, Kate, who was usually the sweetest person on the face of the planet, and the best teammate a person would want to have, walked over to Mitch, and lit into him:" Nai told us about your little sex ban. Did you drop that ball intentionally, so you could get some from her tonight, and make us lose on purpose, huh!?" Kate charged. Mitch looked at Kate in disbelief:" I dont fucking believe you. First of all, it infuriates me that Naomi told you about that. Second, I am a professional baseball player, and a member of this team. I bust my ass, every day, I want us to win, every game. Do you really fucking think I would engage in such a cheap trick, as to tank a play just so I can fuck my wife?! Are you on drugs!? It was a high, clear sky today, and I lost the damn ball in the sun. I'm sorry both you and the team lost. It was a tough game, we've had a thousand of them before. Get dressed, come back tomorrow, pitch next weekend in Pittsburgh, and deal with it, Kate. I am done with this conversation!" Mitch said, and went off to the showers.
That night, when Mitch got home, Naomi tried to arouse him, but he was having none of it:" Come on, big boy, the winning streak is over. Now you get me as the prize" Naomi said. "My advice, keep your clothes on. I am not in the mood. First, what the hell could have possibly possessed you to tell our teammates about the most personal of bets between us. That is none of their fucking business! Second, no, I did not intentionally tank that play today just so I could fuck you tonight. The sun was in my eyes, and I lost the ball, end of story, okay. God Knows what is going to be in the papers tomorrow about it!" Mitch said. The couple went to bed that night, not in good spirits. The next morning, Mitch awoke to screaming back page headlines, with a full page picture of him on the field, the ball on the ground in front of him after the error, and a big E-9 (Which meant error, right fielder) on the back page headlines. Even with the Good Guys incredible record, Mitch was the goat of the island, at least for that game.
That night, when the Good Guys got to the ballpark to play the Cardinals, they had other problems, as Lee Sniderman called both Kate and Mitch into his office. "You are both suspended for tonight's game. Sit in the clubhouse and watch it, not on the bench, additionally, you are both fined $500, and I want you both to apologize to each other. What happened yesterday is bad for the morale of the team. We dont need infighting like that. We already have enough to deal with from our opponents!" Sniderman scolded. Kate and Mitch, sitting in chairs, looked at each other with smirks. "I'm sorry I went off on you. I know you didnt tank that play purposely just because of Nai. I talked to the other outfielders. It was a brutal sky out there yesterday. I know our losing wasnt your fault" Kate said. "Yeah, well, I lost my head, too, and I am sorry. I guess we both just went off half cocked." Mitch said. That night, with Mitch out of the lineup, the Good Guys lost their second game in a row, 4-3, as they trailed 4-0 into the ninth, tried to rally, but fell short, falling to the Cardinals. Charlize Theron pitched on Tuesday night, and things were better. With Mitch back in the lineup, the game was tied, 1-1 into the eighth, when Mitch hit a Grand Slam homer. The Good Guys had trouble holding the lead in the ninth, but Hilary Duff struck out Albert Pujols, with two men on, leading 5-3, to win the game by that score. Neve Campbell took the mound on a clear, bright, Wednesday in front of a sellout, in the homestand's last game, before the Good Guys went on the road again. Neve pitched a fine game, striking out eleven into the eighth inning. She combined with Naomi, Bynes, and Duff, to walk away with the win, as the Good Guys completed the homestand, with a fine 4-2 win that finished off another excellent seven and two homestand. The Mitch-Kate argument and the tough loss to the Cubs had been the low point, but, overall, the Good Guys were cruising along, with a twenty one and six record.
On Wednesday night, with another nine game road trip looming, and sex still non existent, Naomi tried to take matters into her own hands. "I lose you again tomorrow for ten days. You havent fucked me in a month. What do I have to do, beg my husband to have sex with me? Okay, I am begging, please, before you go away again" Naomi said. Mitch looked at Naomi. "I am not happy with you right now, but you know what, I will fuck you, and tickle you too, because you're the only one I get, for life, so I need some from you. Please dont ever accuse me that way again. I felt awful that we lost, but I never would intentionally make us lose just to get some from you, that would be Bush League, and a cheap trick" Mitch said. So, the couple did have intercourse that night, trying to heal the wounds of the difficult week.
In the meantime, in addition to that week's Saturday tickle party, the team was so mad at both Mitch and Kate, for the drama they caused, after the dropped fly ball, that they decided to hold a special Wednesday tickle party, after the win against St Louis that day, to punish both Mitch and Kate for their unsportsmanlike conduct. Both were stripped to underwear, and tied to tables in the middle of the fetish club with rope. Then, two cruel female doms entered the club, and walked over to them:" So, you are Mitch and Kate, baseball heroes, who engage in petty arguments and blame over a baseball game. Your teammates told us about you, and you are both about to be punished for that. One dom began the proceedings, attacking Mitch's neck with fingers, as his head moved from side to side, and the laughter began:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO! Moving down, the dom attacked Mitch with her long, red, fingernails, on his armpits, and over his sides, and belly, counting his ribs, as his laughter increased:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ACK THOSE LONG NAILS ARE MURDER! NOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Then, the dom tickled Mitch on his hips, inner thighs, and knees, as his legs bucked around. Finally, she got to his feet, and tickled them all over his arches, soles, and inbetween and under his toes, needing no other instrument than her tortorous fingernails. Mitch went beserk! He jerked his feet as much as the bonds allowed, and howled with laughter, begging for mercy:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OMG THOSE FINGERNAILS KILL! I CANT STAND IT! NOOOOOO! HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
The doms weren't finished. Kate was next on the lesson list. The second dom ran her long fingernails over Kate's neck, as she shifted her head around, and began to giggle:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHE! OOOH THAT TICKLES! Moving down, the dom attacked Kate with the long nails on Kate's underarms, sides, belly, and ribs, counting her ribs up and down, and running the nails all over the belly, as Kate shrieked, and begged:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG THAT TICKLES! STOOPPPPP! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Then, the dom moved down, tickling Kate on her hips, inner thighs, knees, and near her private area, as Kate shrieked some more, and intense feelings reverberated through her loins. Finally, last, but not least, the dom focused her attention on Kate's horribly ticklish feet, as the dom ran her long fingernails over Kate's soles, and inbetween, and under her toes. Kate felt like she was going to lose it. She flexed, pointed, wiggled her toes, and clenched them down , hard, to try and avert the maddening tickling, as she screamed with laughter, and begged for mercy:HEHEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMFG PLEASE NO MORE! I FEEL LIKE IAM GOING TO PASS OUT! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the maddening torture stopped, and both Kate and Mitch were untied.
The next night, with issues between Mitch and Kate, and Mitch and Naomi, seemingly settled, Naomi drove Mitch to Nassau International, so that he could catch the team flight to Pittsburgh. "Have a good trip, and I hope when you come home next time, we can have a better homestand. Even though we are winning, this was rough, and I hope next time is better" Naomi said, kissing Mitch goodbye.
So, it had been a bit of a rough, abit successful homestand, both on field and off, with the error controversy, and the Mitch-Naomi problems. As the team flight left Nassau, to head to Pittsburgh, hopefully, all those issues had been settled, and, on the next homestand, there would be an atmosphere of tranquility, and not tension, when the Tickle Team From Paradise Island returned to their heavenly Paradise, from the rigors of the road.
The End
