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First Completion, Instant Replay Schedule, And, Rocky Waters

Mitchell

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The Good Guys embarked on their next road trip, this time to the Mid Atlantic, and Midwest. They began by winning two of three games in Washington, before losing two of three in Philadelphia, and again winning two of three in Cincinnatti. They returned home, on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand.
While Mitch was gone on the road trip, things between him and Naomi began to go sour, after a long positive period between the couple. Usually, the couple talked to each other every night on the computer, and the phone. During that trip, Naomi was often out at night after games, and Mitch didnt really know where, or with who. She claimed that she was bored, and wanted to busy herself with friends. Additionally, there were three days during the trip, where Mitch didnt hear from Naomi at all, as she didnt answer the apartment phone, her cell phone, or any e-mails, from her husband. It was almost like, while he was away, she was trying to forget he existed. Furthermore, Naomi rarely, if ever, polished her toenails during the season, and, when she did, during the offseason, she either consulted Mitch, for his input, as to what color he would like to see her toenails polished, or simply polished them red, or pink, his favorite colors to see on her toenails. One night, during a snippy conversation between the couple, Naomi had mentioned to him that she had gone for a pedicure earlier that day. Mitch was surprised, as she usually never pedicured her toes during the season. Mitch asked Naomi what color she had her toenails polished, and she refused to say:" I dont want to discuss my feet. I want to discuss us, and why you are acting like such an ass lately" Naomi snapped. After some sniping between the couple, and typing in capital letters, Naomi's seemingly favorite thing to do, to express her anger to Mitch, Naomi said angrily in capital letters:" I PAINTED MY TOENAILS BLACK, NOW GOODNIGHT, FUCKING ASSHOLE!" and she left the chat session. Clearly, the couple was headed in a sprialing downward fashion, and it didnt look like it was going to get better.
On Sunday night, Mitch arrived home from Cincinnatti on a warm, humid evening, the stagnant air hitting him in the face, as he deplaned at Nassau International Airport. He arrived at the apartment building, a half hour later, in a cab, and opened the door, to see Naomi, haggard, and deshelved looking, and still sporting her black toenails. At that moment, Mitch felt nothing but revolution. He entered the apartment, as both he and Naomi gave each other looks of stone. Then, Mitch broke the silence by saying to her:" You look haggard, and you look ugly, and I hate your black toenails. They makes you look like Dracula's wife instead of mine" Mitch said, firing a shot below the belt. As Mitch headed to the bedroom, the barefoot Naomi trailed him, hitting back, saying to him:" You look blown up, and fat, and old. I wouldnt be surprised if your blood pressure was up. I guess you're looking for something to happen to you, so I can be left a widow" Naomi said, firing a hard shot back at him. Mitch shook his head, and began to undress. "I dont know what your plans are, but I didnt make you anything. I was planning on taking my children out for dinner" Naomi said. "Well, I think I'll go to the ATM, take out about a thousand dollars, and go blow it at the casino. It's better than going out to dinner, and having to sit across the table from you all night long" Mitch shot back. "Do whatever the fuck you want, American. I really dont care. I am going to shower, and take my children out for a nice dinner" Naomi said, heading into the bathroom. After his shower, Mitch went to the casino, and got brutally beaten at gambling. Whatever he tried, failed. He lost at the horses, blackjack, craps, and even slots, dropping $900. The money wasnt of importance to him, as he and Naomi had millions of dollars, but the poor night was symbolic of his mood. At 2am, Mitch arrived home, and turned on a night light, to undress, and prepare for a night in the guest room. Mitch thought that Naomi was sleeping, as she was lying on her side, partly uncovered, her soles facing him. She turned over, and turned on the light:" I am just going to get undressed, and then I'll go sleep on the sofa, out of your way" Mitch said. Naomi sat up, in bed, uncovered, tapping her bare foot. "How much money did you lose tonight, American?" Naomi asked. Mitch glared at her, and then said:" None of your business, Australian, and how do you know I lost? Maybe I won thousands, you bitch" Mitch snapped back. "It IS my business, because half the money in that joint account you took your little ATM withdrawals from is mine, so I want to know, did you win or lose, and how much, you bastard!" Naomi said, challenging him. "I lost nine hundred dollars, okay, you happy? You got it out of me. Nine hundred fucking dollars. I got slammed, okay!" Mitch said, his voice rising with every word. Naomi shook her head:" Nine hundred? You're unbelievable. Do you realize how much money that is? I dont want you going back to the casino the rest of the week. In fact, give me your ATM and credit cards." Naomi said. "Fuck you, Australian! I will not give you my cards. Half of that money is mine. We have millions. I am entitled to spend half of it!" Mitch shot back. "You want half of the money to be yours? Fine, I'll tell you how I can make that happen, in a matter of days. I can file for divorce, and give you half of it. Would you like that? You know I'll do it, so don't test me. Right now, I have had it up to here with you. If you want to stay married to me, and dont want me to throw you the hell out of here tomorrow, you need to promise me that you wont gamble anymore until Saturday night, and that you wont make any ATM withdrawals except for food, meds, and meals out!" Naomi snapped. "Okay, I promise" Mitch grumbled. "Okay, now go sleep somewhere else. Get the hell out of my sight. I need time to cool off. Maybe, if you dont piss me off, you can come back in here in a few days" Naomi said. Mitch went to sleep on the sofa, and things between the couple were not good.
The next day, the couple still was not talking to each other. Mitch left the house early, and went to the mall, and back to the casino, using $200 of $5000 that he had in a safe deposit box, which Naomi didnt know about. That night, the Good Guys opened a series at the ballpark against the Mets. Kate Hudson was on the mound. She pitched her heart out, allowing only one hit, but it was a homer, as the Good Guys got no runs, and only one hit themselves, in a 1-0 loss. Gil Bellows was on the hill the following night, and things got a little better, as the team scored three runs, as Bellows allowed only one, in a 3-1 win. Charlize Theron went to the mound on Wednesday night, and the Good Guys scored even more runs, hitting four homers, in a 5-4 victory.
Thursday was an off day. That morning, the couple was still sleeping apart. They awoke, still saying little, if anything, to each other, and, as the family ate breakfast, Naomi asked Mitch:"Are we going to counesling today?" To which Mitch grumbled a "Yeah". When they got to counesling, the fun began, as the couple began airing it out toward each other:" She controls me. She's out every night, and now she has me barred from going to the casino. I have no freedom. She wont discuss tickling or feet with me, on the computer, while I'm away, and she rants and bitches at me all the time!" Mitch started. "I control you!?" I control you? You fucking son of a bitch! Who is it that has me living on this island, playing baseball part time, raising three kids, with no acting career, as your sex toy, tickle muse, foot girl, and ladder lady? I do EVERYTHING for you! I told you many times, that I dont mind doing those things for you. I am your wife, and I am supposed to do those things for you, but dont you dare tell me that I rant and bitch at you, and control you! That couldnt be further from the truth! YOU control everything! You are the man. It is all Mitchell's way, all the time! " Naomi said, her voice rising into a scream. After a rocky therapy session, the couple went their seperate ways, until meeting at home. Little if anything had been accomplished during the session, and they slept apart again that night.
Atlanta came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was on the mound, and shut out the Braves, 5-0, on a five hitter. Rachel Leigh Cook took an 8-6 loss on Saturday night. Kate Hudson had the ball on Sunday, against Atlanta's John Smoltz, on a beautiful, dry, sunny, 90 degree day. Both pitchers were at their best, firing shutout ball into the ninth. In the bottom half, Mitch came up, and took Smoltz downtown, over the right field wall, for the only run of the game, in a 1-0 win over the Braves.
Houston came to town on Monday night. Gil Bellows was the starter. He was hit hard, allowing six runs in three innings, of a 6-5 loss. Charlize Theron had the starting assignment on Tuesday night. She pitched a fine game, allowing only three hits, in a 3-0 win. Neve Campbell took the mound, on a hot, humid, 97 degree Wednesday, in front of a sellout. Neve ran out of gas after five innings, with the score tied 5-5. Both teams got a few more runs, and were tied, 8-8 in the eighth, when Ed Burns jacked a homer to right field, to give the Good Guys a lead they would never relinquish, in a 9-8 win, that completed a six and three homestand. On field, the team was performing as expected. Off the field, Mitch and Naomi were having a meltdown.
On Wednesday night, the couple was still having little to say to each other, as Mitch packed his bags to head for New York:" Look, American, we've hardly said ten words to each other in ten days. Can I ask that we settle this, so that maybe we can both get some, before you go off for ten days tomorrow" Naomi said, trying to break the stalemate. "So that's it, you want to use me for sex? I should be your sex boy toy! How nice!" Mitch snapped. "No, American, not use you for sex. We can both get sex anytime and anywhere we want, with what we do. I had hoped, that you would want something more meaningful, and that we could stop this fighting. I'm sorry I was so unaccountable during the last trip, and that I went ballistic about the money you lost. I know we have a lot of money, just please dont lose nearly a thousand dollars in one night again. It isnt a good habit to get into. You know that I am not your keeper. I would do anything for you. If you dont know that by now, then you dont know me well for the last 24 years at all" Naomi said. "I know you do a lot of things for me, and I'm sorry" "Tell you what, how about I give you some of this body, and then take a trip up the ladder for you, and then we can go get a midnight snack, so I can put my shoes on, and you can do what you like to my feet when we get back. I wan to make you happy" Naomi said. "Okay, Australian, you're on" Mitch said. So, the couple made love, and then Naomi stood barefoot high on the ladder for Mitch. After that, they went to the diner, and shared two large ice cream sundaes. When they got home to the apartment, Naomi headed for the bedroom, and sat down on the bed:" There's one last thing that I have to give you to make this homestand complete" Naomi said. "One question, Australian, can I fuck you after you do that? I'd say it s a possibility that if you do that, it may give me an erection" Mitch said. "I'd say that fucking me is a very distinct possibility, American" Naomi replied. Naomi removed her shoes, and put her bare feet in Mitch's direction. Of course, the odor from her feet that were just removed from shoes, gave him an erection. Then, Naomi pulled down her pants halfway, and the couple had a quickie. All in all, things were trying to get back to normal.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday night tickle party, following the loss to the Braves. The featured lee, for his casino escapades, would be Mitch. He was stripped to his underwear, tied to a bed, and surrounded by several female doms. One dom began the tickle on Mitch's neck with fingers, as his head shifted from side to side, and the giggles began:HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO! Moving down, two other doms joined in, tickling Mitch on his underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as he thrashed, and jerked at his bonds:HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! NO! Working down, another dom joined the party, tickling Mitch on his hips, inner thighs, and behind his knees, causing his legs to jerk at the bounds:HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Finally, two doms positioned themselves at his feet, attacking Mitch's feet with their fingers, feathers, ice, and electric toothbrushes over Mitch's soles and toes. Mitch went beserk, he wiggled his toes every which way and howled with laughter:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAA OMG! PLEASE NO MORE! I GIVE UP! NOOOO! HAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH! Finally, the tickle ended, and Mitch was untied. After the tickle ended, everyone was milling around the fetish club, when Naomi caught sight of Mitch, and summoned him over:" Okay, bend down, and kiss my bare foot, foot boy" Naomi said, removing her shoe, and exposing her bare foot. Mitch smirked, bent down, and complied, kissing Naomi's toes on the top, under her toes, and her sole. "There, you happy? Next time I have you barefoot, and in a good mood at me, Aussie, your ticklish toes are mine, and you will be very,very, sorry" Mitch said, grinning.
On Thursday night, Naomi drove Mitch to Nassau International, so that he could catch the team flight, to JFK Airport in New York City. "We had a rough homestand this time, American. Go off, play well, and let's try to get along,. so we can have ten nights of tickling and sex next time, and not just one" Naomi appealed. "Okay, Australian, I will. Take care, and I will see you next Sunday night" Mitch said, kissing her goodbye.
So, it had been a rough and rocky homestand, that hopefully was ironed out in the end. Now came a ten day road trip. What would happen next? That answer to come in the continuing story of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.

The End
 
Well even though things were a bit under the weather to begin with at least they seemed to pick up at the end there. Another great one and I look forward to the next one.

HappyD
 
Thank you, happy, your praise is appreciated, as always. My PM to you explained where this is going.

As you know, stay tuned. I will probably put up another story on Tuesday, as I will be home working most of the day.

Mitch
 
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