The Paradise Island team, after their fine homestand, took to the road again. The trip didn't prove to be easy. They started off in good fashion, by sweeping three games from the Pirates in Pittsburgh. Then, after dropping two of three in Chicago, they went to St Louis, where they dropped three straight, to finish the trip with four losses in a row, and five in their last six games. It was a relieved, and tired, Good Guy ball club, that returned home on Sunday night, to begin the upcoming nine game homestand with the teams from California.
Due to an unfortunate bit of scheduling, the Good Guys Sunday game in St Louis that week had been scheduled as the Sunday night game of the week. Thus, the game did not end until after 10pm, Central Time. After the postgame interviews, trip to the airport, flight home to Nassau, and the loss of an hour to the time zones, the team did not arrive at Nassau International Airport until 4am Monday Morning, with Mitch arriving at his apartment at 4:30am. He entered the apartment quietly, expecting to find everyone assleep. Much to his surprise, Naomi was awake, and waiting for him:' Where the fuck have you been all night, American? Out with another woman?" Naomi said, in a mockingly, angry tone. "I have done no such thing. I have been on a plane all night, en route home to my sassy tounged, bitchy, pain in my ass wife, so that I could fuck the daylights out of her when I got here" Mitch said, taking Naomi in his arms, and going to stick his tounge in her mouth. "Is that so? Well, seeing that we have to be up in two hours to take care of our obligations as parents, I think it best that we shelve fucking the daylights out of her, until say, mid morning, when we are here alone, and can do anything we want without being disturbed" Naomi suggested. With that, the couple quietly went to bed, and awakened early, to deal with their family, before climbing back into bed at mid morning, and having a welcoming session of tickling and intercourse, after having been away for so long. "This is what I've been waiting for all week. I haven't fucked you in eleven days. That was too much" Mitch said, in heat, as he was inside Naomi. "It wasn't easy for me, either, American, seeing you on TV every night, in your skintight baseball uniform, wanting to fuck your tight ass every time you were on the bases. You have the nicest, tightest, ass on a man that I've ever seen, even if your belly is a bit, big" Naomi shot back. "Big belly? Screw you, Australian, at least I eat real food. I dont sit there picking at my little salad, fearing I'll gain an ounce" Mitch fired back, in jest. "Yah, and all your "real food" got you up to 197 pounds, gave you high blood pressure, and almost killed you. If not for your doctor, and me to watch over you, you might be dead now" Naomi retorted. All this talk was by no means real, it was simply the interaction of a couple, married for almost 23 years, who knew each other better than they maybe even knew themselves. Loving banter, between two people who had the deepest of feelings for each other.
After the day of sex and sparring, Mitch and Naomi joined their teammates at the ballpark that night, to open a series against the Giants. Although the big crowd was charged up to see a win in the homestand's first game, with ace Kate Hudson on the hill, the late arrival in Paradise the night before, perhaps made the team a bit weary and jetlagged. Kate was bashed around for four runs on ten hits in six innings, and the team hit but one solo homer, as they fell, 4-1, before a booing gathering. The next night proved better, as it was the Good Guys who did the bashing. Mitch hit a first inning homer, which was followed by a second inning Grand Slam by Center Fielder Ed Burns. The Good Guys never looked back, and won going away, behind Gil Bellows, 8-3. Charlize Theron took the ball on Wednesday night, in what proved to be another fine game. It wasn't easy for the longest time, as the team entered the eighth inning scoreless. However, by the end of the inning, which featured a Mitch Grand Slam homer, the Good Guys had five runs, and finished with that number, in a 5-0 whitewashing, to salvage two of three from the Giants.
Thursday was an off day, after an early morning counesling session, and a team workout, Mitch and Naomi met up with friends and teammates at the hotel and casino, for an afternoon of relaxation, swimming, and gaming.
San Diego came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was on the mound. She did her job, allowing three runs in seven innings, and leaving with a 7-3 lead after seven. In the eighth inning, however, the roof caved in, for six runs, as Naomi, Bynes, and Duff, tried to stop the raging Padre bats. It was all to no avail, as the Good Guys came up on the short end of a 9-7 score. The team needed a big effort from Rachel Leigh Cook on Saturday night to have a chance of salvaging the series, and they got one, in a huge way. Cook allowed but three hits over eight innings. The Good Guys got only two runs that night, but it proved to be enough, as they came away with a 2-0 win. Kate Hudson took the mound on a warm, windy, beautiful Sunday, in front of a sellout. Determined to have a good game after the bad one she suffered the previous Monday, Kate came through with flying colors. She ended up striking out eighteen Padres, and was in complete command the whole way. The Good Guys got only one blow, a Mitch three run sixth inning homer, but it was all they would need, in a 3-0 win, to win yet another series.
The Dodgers visited Paradise for the final series of the homestand. Gil Bellows was given the ball on Monday night. He pitched very well, but two Good Guy errors in the eighth inning, with Amanda Bynes pitching, and the team leading 2-0, led to five runs, and an eventual 5-3 defeat. Charlize Theron went to the mound on Tuesday night. Things went better for the team that night. Charlize allowed three runs in seven innings. Tied, 3-3 in the eighth, the Good Guys struck, as Left Fielder Dawson hit a Grand Slam homer. The team had trouble holding the lead in the ninth, allowing a run, and allowing LA to load the bases. Facing a dangerous homerun hitter, Hilary Duff saved the day, as she struck him out, to preserve a 7-4 win. Neve Campbell took the mound on a clear Wednesday, in front of a sellout, before the team would embark on a trip to the West Coast. The game that afternoon, which should have been a laugher, proved to be anything but. The Good Guys thought they had easy sailing, when they scored six runs on two three run homers in the first. Campbell, cruising along with a 6-1 lead, suddenly lost it all in the sixth, as she wilted in the hot, unsually dry, 95 degree heat. Her "relief" was anything but, as the bullpen allowed five runs in the top of the sixth, allowing LA to tie the game, and putting the once jovial sellout crowd in a very surly mood. From there, the game became a monumental struggle, with peaks and valleys galore. The Good Guys went ahead, LA rallied, then LA went ahead, as the Good Guys rallied with two outs in the bottom of the ninth. Finally, in the eleventh inning, Mitch said "Fuck It" , and settled things for good, blasting a home run, into the blue ocean, beyond the right field wall, to enable his team to come away with a thrilling, 7-6 11 inning win, which capped a fine six and three homestand, in most dramatic fashion. It had been another homestand of peaks and valleys, but the team had achieved their ongoing goal, six wins in nine games on every homestand, and now came a long trip to the Pacific.
That week, instead of holding a Saturday tickle party, the team decided to forgo it, choosing instead to see how the homestand played out, and to punish any "goats" who would cause the team to have any poor play on the homestand. On Wednesday night, after the game, it was decided that a tickle party would be held, and that the featured lees would be the entire main female corps of the Good Guy bullpen, Naomi, Duff, and Amanda Bynes. All were tied naked hands and feet to three beds, in the middle of the fetish club, as three muscular males, armed with doctor's bags, entered the club. "Hmm, let's see, you bitches are the Good Guy bullpen, and supposed to provide "relief" . We hear you haven't been providing any relief for your team, or your fans, well, now, ladies, it is all of you who arent going to have any relief, from us. As the men went into their bags of tricks, Mitch shouted:" The blonde older one is a particular troublemaker, she's been causing me trouble for over 20 years" Mitch taunted. "Fuck you, American, if I wasn't in these bonds, it would be YOU who would be in trouble!" Naomi shot back. With that, the tickling began, as one of the men began the tickle on Hilary Duff's neck with fingers, as her head shifted from side to side, and the giggles began:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, the well built man attacked Hilary on her sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as she tried to pull her belly in, and shrieked some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE THATS TICKLISH! NOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Working south, the solid as a rock male dom tickled the lovely Miss Duff on her hips, inner thighs, and knees, as her legs jerked violently. Finally, he got to the soles of Hilary's soft feet. The dom attacked Hilary's feet with his fingers, a feather, his tounge, and a vibrating electric massager over her soft soles and toes. Hilary went ballistic, wiggling her toes every which way, and squealing with laughter, begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! I GIVE UPPPP! NOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!
The tickling was far from over, as the second man positioned himself at the bed, where Amanda Bynes lay bound. He began tickling her neck with fingers, as her head shifted from side to side, and giggles commenced:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOO! Moving down, the in shape male tickled Amanda on her underarms, sides, and belly with fingers, as she shrieked, and begged:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG THAT TICKLES SO MUCH! NOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Working down, the dom attacked Amanda's hips, inner thighs, and knees with fingers, as her legs bucked like a bull. Finally, knowing that Bynes had confessed to a member of the tickling website the Good Guys belonged to, of her mega ticklish feet, the male dom attacked both of Bynes' soft feet at once, quickly alternating his fingers, a feather, ice, and an electric toothbrush over Bynes' soft soles and toes. Bynes went ballistic, wiggling her toes every which way, and begging for mercy, tears in her eyes:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! I CANT STAND IT! IAM SO TICKLISH ON MY FEET! IAM GOING TO PASS OUT! HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!
Finally, with Naomi lying on the bed, a rather sour look on her face, the third man started on her, wiggling his fingers on her neck, as her head jerked around, and the laughter started:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, the dom attacked Naomi's underarms, sides, belly, and ribs with fingers, as she shrieked and begged some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! THATS TICKLISH! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Tickling further, the dom attacked Naomi's hips, inner thighs, and behind her knees with fingers, as her legs buckled and bucked. Finally, an evil look on his face, Mitch positioned himself at Naomi's feet, along with the other dom, prompting Naomi to erupt:" You get the fuck away from my feet, American, you torment me enough!" Naomi ranted. "Listen, Australian, you are in no position to tell ME what to do. You are tied up, and in MY control, along with this nice man here, or maybe not so nice. I WILL tickle you if I want, got that? So shut up, as you will be able to do nothing but laugh your little ass off!" Mitch commanded. With that, Mitch took one of Naomi's feet in his hands, as the dom took the other. They then began a simultaneous tickle of both of Naomi's feet with their fingers, feathers, ice, and, because Mitch had special status as the husband, his tounge, on Naomi's soles. The dual tickling drove her mad! She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed hysterically, begging for mercy!HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NOT TWO OF YOU AT ONCE! I GIVE UP! MAKE THAT BASTARD AMERICAN HUSBAND OF MINE STOP! I CANT STAND IT! NOOO PLEASE NOOOOOOOO MORE NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle stopped, and Naomi was untied, along with Amanda, a deshevelved, and angry look on Naomi's face.
The next evening, Mitch went with Naomi to Nassau International, for the flight to San Fransisco. "I think this time I dont mind getting rid of you for ten days. You were a major pain in my ass this week, so I think I need a break from you, and maybe I need to go see my lover, while you are off playing your little baseball games" Naomi shot at Mitch, in jest. "Fine with me. Go see your lover, see if I care. He can have you, so you can stop being a pain in MY ass after 20 years" Mitch fired back. As they got out at the airport, the bantering stopped, and the couple exchanged a warm hug and kiss. "Have a good trip. I'll see you in ten days. It is always good to have you home, you know I'm just kidding" Naomi said. "Yeah, I know, I like to bust your chops, too. That's what being married for 20 years is for" Mitch said.
So, it had been another fine homestand of well played baseball games, for the most part, and ongoing domination and tickling. Now came a week and a half road trip to the other Paradise: California. As the team left Nassau, good feeling abounded, as things were going well on field, and off. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.
The End
Due to an unfortunate bit of scheduling, the Good Guys Sunday game in St Louis that week had been scheduled as the Sunday night game of the week. Thus, the game did not end until after 10pm, Central Time. After the postgame interviews, trip to the airport, flight home to Nassau, and the loss of an hour to the time zones, the team did not arrive at Nassau International Airport until 4am Monday Morning, with Mitch arriving at his apartment at 4:30am. He entered the apartment quietly, expecting to find everyone assleep. Much to his surprise, Naomi was awake, and waiting for him:' Where the fuck have you been all night, American? Out with another woman?" Naomi said, in a mockingly, angry tone. "I have done no such thing. I have been on a plane all night, en route home to my sassy tounged, bitchy, pain in my ass wife, so that I could fuck the daylights out of her when I got here" Mitch said, taking Naomi in his arms, and going to stick his tounge in her mouth. "Is that so? Well, seeing that we have to be up in two hours to take care of our obligations as parents, I think it best that we shelve fucking the daylights out of her, until say, mid morning, when we are here alone, and can do anything we want without being disturbed" Naomi suggested. With that, the couple quietly went to bed, and awakened early, to deal with their family, before climbing back into bed at mid morning, and having a welcoming session of tickling and intercourse, after having been away for so long. "This is what I've been waiting for all week. I haven't fucked you in eleven days. That was too much" Mitch said, in heat, as he was inside Naomi. "It wasn't easy for me, either, American, seeing you on TV every night, in your skintight baseball uniform, wanting to fuck your tight ass every time you were on the bases. You have the nicest, tightest, ass on a man that I've ever seen, even if your belly is a bit, big" Naomi shot back. "Big belly? Screw you, Australian, at least I eat real food. I dont sit there picking at my little salad, fearing I'll gain an ounce" Mitch fired back, in jest. "Yah, and all your "real food" got you up to 197 pounds, gave you high blood pressure, and almost killed you. If not for your doctor, and me to watch over you, you might be dead now" Naomi retorted. All this talk was by no means real, it was simply the interaction of a couple, married for almost 23 years, who knew each other better than they maybe even knew themselves. Loving banter, between two people who had the deepest of feelings for each other.
After the day of sex and sparring, Mitch and Naomi joined their teammates at the ballpark that night, to open a series against the Giants. Although the big crowd was charged up to see a win in the homestand's first game, with ace Kate Hudson on the hill, the late arrival in Paradise the night before, perhaps made the team a bit weary and jetlagged. Kate was bashed around for four runs on ten hits in six innings, and the team hit but one solo homer, as they fell, 4-1, before a booing gathering. The next night proved better, as it was the Good Guys who did the bashing. Mitch hit a first inning homer, which was followed by a second inning Grand Slam by Center Fielder Ed Burns. The Good Guys never looked back, and won going away, behind Gil Bellows, 8-3. Charlize Theron took the ball on Wednesday night, in what proved to be another fine game. It wasn't easy for the longest time, as the team entered the eighth inning scoreless. However, by the end of the inning, which featured a Mitch Grand Slam homer, the Good Guys had five runs, and finished with that number, in a 5-0 whitewashing, to salvage two of three from the Giants.
Thursday was an off day, after an early morning counesling session, and a team workout, Mitch and Naomi met up with friends and teammates at the hotel and casino, for an afternoon of relaxation, swimming, and gaming.
San Diego came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was on the mound. She did her job, allowing three runs in seven innings, and leaving with a 7-3 lead after seven. In the eighth inning, however, the roof caved in, for six runs, as Naomi, Bynes, and Duff, tried to stop the raging Padre bats. It was all to no avail, as the Good Guys came up on the short end of a 9-7 score. The team needed a big effort from Rachel Leigh Cook on Saturday night to have a chance of salvaging the series, and they got one, in a huge way. Cook allowed but three hits over eight innings. The Good Guys got only two runs that night, but it proved to be enough, as they came away with a 2-0 win. Kate Hudson took the mound on a warm, windy, beautiful Sunday, in front of a sellout. Determined to have a good game after the bad one she suffered the previous Monday, Kate came through with flying colors. She ended up striking out eighteen Padres, and was in complete command the whole way. The Good Guys got only one blow, a Mitch three run sixth inning homer, but it was all they would need, in a 3-0 win, to win yet another series.
The Dodgers visited Paradise for the final series of the homestand. Gil Bellows was given the ball on Monday night. He pitched very well, but two Good Guy errors in the eighth inning, with Amanda Bynes pitching, and the team leading 2-0, led to five runs, and an eventual 5-3 defeat. Charlize Theron went to the mound on Tuesday night. Things went better for the team that night. Charlize allowed three runs in seven innings. Tied, 3-3 in the eighth, the Good Guys struck, as Left Fielder Dawson hit a Grand Slam homer. The team had trouble holding the lead in the ninth, allowing a run, and allowing LA to load the bases. Facing a dangerous homerun hitter, Hilary Duff saved the day, as she struck him out, to preserve a 7-4 win. Neve Campbell took the mound on a clear Wednesday, in front of a sellout, before the team would embark on a trip to the West Coast. The game that afternoon, which should have been a laugher, proved to be anything but. The Good Guys thought they had easy sailing, when they scored six runs on two three run homers in the first. Campbell, cruising along with a 6-1 lead, suddenly lost it all in the sixth, as she wilted in the hot, unsually dry, 95 degree heat. Her "relief" was anything but, as the bullpen allowed five runs in the top of the sixth, allowing LA to tie the game, and putting the once jovial sellout crowd in a very surly mood. From there, the game became a monumental struggle, with peaks and valleys galore. The Good Guys went ahead, LA rallied, then LA went ahead, as the Good Guys rallied with two outs in the bottom of the ninth. Finally, in the eleventh inning, Mitch said "Fuck It" , and settled things for good, blasting a home run, into the blue ocean, beyond the right field wall, to enable his team to come away with a thrilling, 7-6 11 inning win, which capped a fine six and three homestand, in most dramatic fashion. It had been another homestand of peaks and valleys, but the team had achieved their ongoing goal, six wins in nine games on every homestand, and now came a long trip to the Pacific.
That week, instead of holding a Saturday tickle party, the team decided to forgo it, choosing instead to see how the homestand played out, and to punish any "goats" who would cause the team to have any poor play on the homestand. On Wednesday night, after the game, it was decided that a tickle party would be held, and that the featured lees would be the entire main female corps of the Good Guy bullpen, Naomi, Duff, and Amanda Bynes. All were tied naked hands and feet to three beds, in the middle of the fetish club, as three muscular males, armed with doctor's bags, entered the club. "Hmm, let's see, you bitches are the Good Guy bullpen, and supposed to provide "relief" . We hear you haven't been providing any relief for your team, or your fans, well, now, ladies, it is all of you who arent going to have any relief, from us. As the men went into their bags of tricks, Mitch shouted:" The blonde older one is a particular troublemaker, she's been causing me trouble for over 20 years" Mitch taunted. "Fuck you, American, if I wasn't in these bonds, it would be YOU who would be in trouble!" Naomi shot back. With that, the tickling began, as one of the men began the tickle on Hilary Duff's neck with fingers, as her head shifted from side to side, and the giggles began:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, the well built man attacked Hilary on her sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as she tried to pull her belly in, and shrieked some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE THATS TICKLISH! NOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Working south, the solid as a rock male dom tickled the lovely Miss Duff on her hips, inner thighs, and knees, as her legs jerked violently. Finally, he got to the soles of Hilary's soft feet. The dom attacked Hilary's feet with his fingers, a feather, his tounge, and a vibrating electric massager over her soft soles and toes. Hilary went ballistic, wiggling her toes every which way, and squealing with laughter, begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! I GIVE UPPPP! NOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!
The tickling was far from over, as the second man positioned himself at the bed, where Amanda Bynes lay bound. He began tickling her neck with fingers, as her head shifted from side to side, and giggles commenced:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOO! Moving down, the in shape male tickled Amanda on her underarms, sides, and belly with fingers, as she shrieked, and begged:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG THAT TICKLES SO MUCH! NOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Working down, the dom attacked Amanda's hips, inner thighs, and knees with fingers, as her legs bucked like a bull. Finally, knowing that Bynes had confessed to a member of the tickling website the Good Guys belonged to, of her mega ticklish feet, the male dom attacked both of Bynes' soft feet at once, quickly alternating his fingers, a feather, ice, and an electric toothbrush over Bynes' soft soles and toes. Bynes went ballistic, wiggling her toes every which way, and begging for mercy, tears in her eyes:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! I CANT STAND IT! IAM SO TICKLISH ON MY FEET! IAM GOING TO PASS OUT! HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!
Finally, with Naomi lying on the bed, a rather sour look on her face, the third man started on her, wiggling his fingers on her neck, as her head jerked around, and the laughter started:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Moving down, the dom attacked Naomi's underarms, sides, belly, and ribs with fingers, as she shrieked and begged some more:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! THATS TICKLISH! NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Tickling further, the dom attacked Naomi's hips, inner thighs, and behind her knees with fingers, as her legs buckled and bucked. Finally, an evil look on his face, Mitch positioned himself at Naomi's feet, along with the other dom, prompting Naomi to erupt:" You get the fuck away from my feet, American, you torment me enough!" Naomi ranted. "Listen, Australian, you are in no position to tell ME what to do. You are tied up, and in MY control, along with this nice man here, or maybe not so nice. I WILL tickle you if I want, got that? So shut up, as you will be able to do nothing but laugh your little ass off!" Mitch commanded. With that, Mitch took one of Naomi's feet in his hands, as the dom took the other. They then began a simultaneous tickle of both of Naomi's feet with their fingers, feathers, ice, and, because Mitch had special status as the husband, his tounge, on Naomi's soles. The dual tickling drove her mad! She wiggled her toes every which way, and squealed hysterically, begging for mercy!HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NOT TWO OF YOU AT ONCE! I GIVE UP! MAKE THAT BASTARD AMERICAN HUSBAND OF MINE STOP! I CANT STAND IT! NOOO PLEASE NOOOOOOOO MORE NOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle stopped, and Naomi was untied, along with Amanda, a deshevelved, and angry look on Naomi's face.
The next evening, Mitch went with Naomi to Nassau International, for the flight to San Fransisco. "I think this time I dont mind getting rid of you for ten days. You were a major pain in my ass this week, so I think I need a break from you, and maybe I need to go see my lover, while you are off playing your little baseball games" Naomi shot at Mitch, in jest. "Fine with me. Go see your lover, see if I care. He can have you, so you can stop being a pain in MY ass after 20 years" Mitch fired back. As they got out at the airport, the bantering stopped, and the couple exchanged a warm hug and kiss. "Have a good trip. I'll see you in ten days. It is always good to have you home, you know I'm just kidding" Naomi said. "Yeah, I know, I like to bust your chops, too. That's what being married for 20 years is for" Mitch said.
So, it had been another fine homestand of well played baseball games, for the most part, and ongoing domination and tickling. Now came a week and a half road trip to the other Paradise: California. As the team left Nassau, good feeling abounded, as things were going well on field, and off. What would happen next? Stay tuned for the continuing story of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.
The End
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