New Yorker, Atlantaian, And Houstonian Visitor, Then, Up, Or Down?
The Good Guys embarked on their next road trip. Things didn't begin well, as they were swept three straight in New York. When they left New York, their fortunes improved, as they won two of three in both Atlanta, and Houston. They returned home, on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand against the middle America teams.
While Mitch was on the road trip, circumstances with Naomi were still difficult. As she had on the last road trip the Good Guys had taken, Naomi was often not available, many nights while Mitch was away on the current road trip. It was becoming apparent, that she was removing herself from the docile:" I'm going to sit at home while my husband is away chasing his baseball dream" wife. While Mitch didn't suspect that Naomi was cheating, he did miss the interaction between them each night on the computer.
On Sunday night, when Mitch arrived home from Houston, one could sense the tension between the couple as he walked in the door. While they had agreed to work dilligently on getting along during the upcoming homestand, what they said to each other, and what actually happened, were two different things. As Mitch began to undress, Naomi asked him:" How was the trip?" , to which he replied:" The usual: Boos, jeers, heckling". It will be nice to play in front of a large crowd of our own fans tomorrow night". Mitch sat there, looking at Naomi, pondering his words, and what to say, and then suddenly blurted out:" I've been away for ten days, and married to you for 24 years, I'm standing here looking at you, and I dont know what to say to you" Naomi let out an audible annoyed sigh:" Gee, that's just great. I give you my body, and three kids, and my life, and now you don't even know what to talk to me about" Naomi snapped. "All those years, all that counseling, and now, I look at you, and all I'm thinking is.. sex, because we are supposed to, and then what" Mitch said. Naomi bristled:" You aren't going to get any sex from me, American, if I'm not even worth talking to. I will not be used as a sex toy!" Naomi snapped. "What do we really have in common anymore?" Mitch asked, almost to the air, instead of to Naomi. "24 years, three kids, a life, baseball, etc, etc. If you have to ask me this, we are in very serious trouble" Naomi said. "It's just, I feel like I have to do all the work in the relationship, and you just expect me to be this model man, and that you have no requirements" Mitch said. "Oh, okay, American, being your wife, your sex toy, your foot smelling girl, your ticklee, your ladder lady, and your muse, is nothing? I'm so fucking glad I've done all those things for you for 24 years!" Naomi seethed. Naomi shook her head, and said in a low, serious tone:" Just get out of here, American, get the fuck out of my sight. I had intended us to have a good night, but if I'm not even worthy of any conversation, then maybe we both know where this has to go!" Naomi snapped. Mitch left the room, and slept in the guest room, and the homestand was off to a very rocky beginning.
The next day, the couple was up early, and, after Naomi had served breakfast to the family, she was in the shower, and headed for the door:" Fuck you, American, I am not going to spend my day with someone who doesnt even know if they can talk to me. I'm going to the mall, and the casino. If you see me, stay the fuck away. I will be at the ballpark tonight to do my job. In the meantime, Go Fuck yourself, American!" Naomi screamed, and slammed the door. Mitch, still shaken, took $500, and went to the casino, losing all of it, and then, he went to the mall, to walk, and ponder his thoughts.
That night, the Good Guys opened a series at the ballpark against the Pirates. Mitch didn't fare well, striking out four times, and earning a chorus of boos from the large crowd gathered on that overcast evening. Kate Hudson, fortunately, had her A game stuff, and the Good Guys didnt need many runs, getting only two, in a 2-1 win. Naomi was still not talking to Mitch when the couple got home that night. The next night, Gil Bellows was on the mound. The Good Guys got three runs, and Gil allowed none, in a 3-0 victory. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday night, and allowed only two runs, but the Good Guys got none, and lost, 2-0.
Thursday was an off day. That morning, the couple awakened, and, after the other family members had left, Naomi was organizing things in the apartment, and Mitch just kept sitting on the couch, staring at her, from head, to feet, especially her bare feet. "Will you please stop staring at me like that, American, you are making me uncomfortable as to what you are thinking" Naomi said. "You want to know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking about how I would like to take you to bed, and fuck your brains out, and hear you scream, and that this would all go away" Mitch said. Naomi glared at him:" Gosh, American, how romantic. First you insult me by telling me we have nothing in common, and now, instead of apologizing, and trying to make it better, you tell me that all you want to do is fuck my brains out. How loving" Naomi said sarcastically. "You are my god damn wife for 24 years. I have been with you since we were kids. I am supposed to fuck your brains out, Australian. If not you, then who?" Mitch snapped. "I dont know who, but certainly not me, not now. Let's just go to counesling, and deal with this, and maybe,. later, we can come home, and have some fun, if I'm not still pissed off at you by then" Naomi said. When they got to counesling, Naomi fired the first salvo:" He came home and told me we have nothing in common, and that he doesnt know what to talk to me about, and then, after insulting me, he's been crying all week that I wont fuck him" Naomi snapped. "Is that true?" The therapist said. "Sometimes, she is just so difficult. I have to pick the topic of conversation when I am away, if we talk on the computer. I have to fix everything, it is all me, and she has to do nothing" Mitch appealed. "I do nothing? You son of a bitch! Giving up my career, and raising three kids, to remain on this stinking island, so you can persue your baseball dream, is nothing? You miserable son of a bitch! You animal!" Naomi said, disgusted, tears of misery rolling down her face. Then she said:" You know what he makes me do? He makes me let him smell my sweaty feet. It is disgusting to me, and I am grossed out by it, but I do it, because he wants me to! I do fucking everything for you, you rotten, spoiled, miserable fucking prick!" Naomi said, feeling miserable. Mitch sat silently for a minute, and then the therapist said. "Mitch, this is a wife who has sacrificed a lot for you. She apparently is feeling unloved, and such. You need to show her that she counts more, after all she does for you" The therapist said. Mitch sighed:" Okay, Nai, I'm sorry, but could you please help me out, sometimes if I dont know what to say? She is also very moody, so I never know if she's going to be happy go lucky, or tear my head off" Mitch said. Naomi nodded. The couple left counesling, resolving to sleep apart until the last two nights, and then be with each other the last two nights.
Chicago came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was on the mound. She got hit hard, but the Good Guys had their hitting shoes on, scoring eight runs, and winning, 8-4. Rachel Leigh Cook lost a 6-0 bombshell on Saturday night. Kate Hudson was on the mound on a sunny, nearly 90 degree Sunday, in front of a sellout. Kate was dominant that day, allowing but four hits, and striking out thirteen. The Good Guys got only four runs, but Kate allowed none, in a 4-0 shutout win.
St Louis came to town on Monday night, in the homestand's last series. Gil Bellows had the ball on Monday. He was hit fairly hard, allowing four runs, as the Good Guys got but three, and lost, 4-3. Charlize Theron took her turn on Tuesday night. She fired shutout ball for eight innings, as the Good Guys erupted for five runs, and prevailed, 5-0. Neve Campbell took the mound on a sunny Wednesday, in front of a sellout. Neve pitched a decent game that day, allowing three runs in six innings. The Good Guys again had their hitting shoes on, scoring seven third inning runs, and never looking back, in a 7-3 Good Guy win, that completed a six and three homestand. On field, things were good, but off, anything but.
On Tuesday night, the couple climbed into bed, and tried to deal with the issues between them:" I am not that hard to talk to, American. Just discuss anything. I dont care, as long as we are talking or together, okay. Make the effort. Also, I didnt mean what I said about you smelling my feet. I was just pissed off then. I dont care if you want to do that. I told you, I am your wife. I am supposed to do those things for you. Foot smelling, ladders, foot worship, whatever, I am your girl. Better me than someone else" Naomi said, kissing him. The couple made love that night, and the next. It remained to be seen whether this was a temporary lull, or improvement.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday tickle party. The featured lee would again be Mitch. for his hurtful dialouge to Naomi. He was tied hands and feet to the bed, in the middle of the fetish club. Kate Hudson began the tickle on Mitch's neck with fingers, as his head shifted from side to side, and the laughter began:HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAA! NO! Working down, Neve Campbell was next, tickling Mitch on his underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as he howled:HAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Moving down, Amanda Bynes was the next ler, attacking Mitch on his hips, inner thighs, and behind his knees with fingers, as he erupted with howls:HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! Finally, Naomi positioned herself at Mitch's feet, tickling his feet with fingers, feathers, ice, and an electric toothbrush over his toes and soles. Mitch went beserk, wiggling his toes every which way, and howling with laughter:HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHA! OMG! OKAY! OKAY! I GIVE UP! STAHHPPPP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Finally, the tickle ended, and Mitch was untied.
On Thursday night, Naomi did drive Mitch to Nassau International Airport, so that he could catch the team flight to Pittsburgh. "What you said to me really hurt, American. I hope that the last two days were a preview for the next homestand. Please let's have a better time next time. I do love you, and let's work at this" Naomi said, kissing him.
So, it had been a rocky homestand of high emotion. It remained to be seen if the last two days would carry over to the next homestand. That answer to come in the next segment of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
The Good Guys embarked on their next road trip. Things didn't begin well, as they were swept three straight in New York. When they left New York, their fortunes improved, as they won two of three in both Atlanta, and Houston. They returned home, on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand against the middle America teams.
While Mitch was on the road trip, circumstances with Naomi were still difficult. As she had on the last road trip the Good Guys had taken, Naomi was often not available, many nights while Mitch was away on the current road trip. It was becoming apparent, that she was removing herself from the docile:" I'm going to sit at home while my husband is away chasing his baseball dream" wife. While Mitch didn't suspect that Naomi was cheating, he did miss the interaction between them each night on the computer.
On Sunday night, when Mitch arrived home from Houston, one could sense the tension between the couple as he walked in the door. While they had agreed to work dilligently on getting along during the upcoming homestand, what they said to each other, and what actually happened, were two different things. As Mitch began to undress, Naomi asked him:" How was the trip?" , to which he replied:" The usual: Boos, jeers, heckling". It will be nice to play in front of a large crowd of our own fans tomorrow night". Mitch sat there, looking at Naomi, pondering his words, and what to say, and then suddenly blurted out:" I've been away for ten days, and married to you for 24 years, I'm standing here looking at you, and I dont know what to say to you" Naomi let out an audible annoyed sigh:" Gee, that's just great. I give you my body, and three kids, and my life, and now you don't even know what to talk to me about" Naomi snapped. "All those years, all that counseling, and now, I look at you, and all I'm thinking is.. sex, because we are supposed to, and then what" Mitch said. Naomi bristled:" You aren't going to get any sex from me, American, if I'm not even worth talking to. I will not be used as a sex toy!" Naomi snapped. "What do we really have in common anymore?" Mitch asked, almost to the air, instead of to Naomi. "24 years, three kids, a life, baseball, etc, etc. If you have to ask me this, we are in very serious trouble" Naomi said. "It's just, I feel like I have to do all the work in the relationship, and you just expect me to be this model man, and that you have no requirements" Mitch said. "Oh, okay, American, being your wife, your sex toy, your foot smelling girl, your ticklee, your ladder lady, and your muse, is nothing? I'm so fucking glad I've done all those things for you for 24 years!" Naomi seethed. Naomi shook her head, and said in a low, serious tone:" Just get out of here, American, get the fuck out of my sight. I had intended us to have a good night, but if I'm not even worthy of any conversation, then maybe we both know where this has to go!" Naomi snapped. Mitch left the room, and slept in the guest room, and the homestand was off to a very rocky beginning.
The next day, the couple was up early, and, after Naomi had served breakfast to the family, she was in the shower, and headed for the door:" Fuck you, American, I am not going to spend my day with someone who doesnt even know if they can talk to me. I'm going to the mall, and the casino. If you see me, stay the fuck away. I will be at the ballpark tonight to do my job. In the meantime, Go Fuck yourself, American!" Naomi screamed, and slammed the door. Mitch, still shaken, took $500, and went to the casino, losing all of it, and then, he went to the mall, to walk, and ponder his thoughts.
That night, the Good Guys opened a series at the ballpark against the Pirates. Mitch didn't fare well, striking out four times, and earning a chorus of boos from the large crowd gathered on that overcast evening. Kate Hudson, fortunately, had her A game stuff, and the Good Guys didnt need many runs, getting only two, in a 2-1 win. Naomi was still not talking to Mitch when the couple got home that night. The next night, Gil Bellows was on the mound. The Good Guys got three runs, and Gil allowed none, in a 3-0 victory. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday night, and allowed only two runs, but the Good Guys got none, and lost, 2-0.
Thursday was an off day. That morning, the couple awakened, and, after the other family members had left, Naomi was organizing things in the apartment, and Mitch just kept sitting on the couch, staring at her, from head, to feet, especially her bare feet. "Will you please stop staring at me like that, American, you are making me uncomfortable as to what you are thinking" Naomi said. "You want to know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking about how I would like to take you to bed, and fuck your brains out, and hear you scream, and that this would all go away" Mitch said. Naomi glared at him:" Gosh, American, how romantic. First you insult me by telling me we have nothing in common, and now, instead of apologizing, and trying to make it better, you tell me that all you want to do is fuck my brains out. How loving" Naomi said sarcastically. "You are my god damn wife for 24 years. I have been with you since we were kids. I am supposed to fuck your brains out, Australian. If not you, then who?" Mitch snapped. "I dont know who, but certainly not me, not now. Let's just go to counesling, and deal with this, and maybe,. later, we can come home, and have some fun, if I'm not still pissed off at you by then" Naomi said. When they got to counesling, Naomi fired the first salvo:" He came home and told me we have nothing in common, and that he doesnt know what to talk to me about, and then, after insulting me, he's been crying all week that I wont fuck him" Naomi snapped. "Is that true?" The therapist said. "Sometimes, she is just so difficult. I have to pick the topic of conversation when I am away, if we talk on the computer. I have to fix everything, it is all me, and she has to do nothing" Mitch appealed. "I do nothing? You son of a bitch! Giving up my career, and raising three kids, to remain on this stinking island, so you can persue your baseball dream, is nothing? You miserable son of a bitch! You animal!" Naomi said, disgusted, tears of misery rolling down her face. Then she said:" You know what he makes me do? He makes me let him smell my sweaty feet. It is disgusting to me, and I am grossed out by it, but I do it, because he wants me to! I do fucking everything for you, you rotten, spoiled, miserable fucking prick!" Naomi said, feeling miserable. Mitch sat silently for a minute, and then the therapist said. "Mitch, this is a wife who has sacrificed a lot for you. She apparently is feeling unloved, and such. You need to show her that she counts more, after all she does for you" The therapist said. Mitch sighed:" Okay, Nai, I'm sorry, but could you please help me out, sometimes if I dont know what to say? She is also very moody, so I never know if she's going to be happy go lucky, or tear my head off" Mitch said. Naomi nodded. The couple left counesling, resolving to sleep apart until the last two nights, and then be with each other the last two nights.
Chicago came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was on the mound. She got hit hard, but the Good Guys had their hitting shoes on, scoring eight runs, and winning, 8-4. Rachel Leigh Cook lost a 6-0 bombshell on Saturday night. Kate Hudson was on the mound on a sunny, nearly 90 degree Sunday, in front of a sellout. Kate was dominant that day, allowing but four hits, and striking out thirteen. The Good Guys got only four runs, but Kate allowed none, in a 4-0 shutout win.
St Louis came to town on Monday night, in the homestand's last series. Gil Bellows had the ball on Monday. He was hit fairly hard, allowing four runs, as the Good Guys got but three, and lost, 4-3. Charlize Theron took her turn on Tuesday night. She fired shutout ball for eight innings, as the Good Guys erupted for five runs, and prevailed, 5-0. Neve Campbell took the mound on a sunny Wednesday, in front of a sellout. Neve pitched a decent game that day, allowing three runs in six innings. The Good Guys again had their hitting shoes on, scoring seven third inning runs, and never looking back, in a 7-3 Good Guy win, that completed a six and three homestand. On field, things were good, but off, anything but.
On Tuesday night, the couple climbed into bed, and tried to deal with the issues between them:" I am not that hard to talk to, American. Just discuss anything. I dont care, as long as we are talking or together, okay. Make the effort. Also, I didnt mean what I said about you smelling my feet. I was just pissed off then. I dont care if you want to do that. I told you, I am your wife. I am supposed to do those things for you. Foot smelling, ladders, foot worship, whatever, I am your girl. Better me than someone else" Naomi said, kissing him. The couple made love that night, and the next. It remained to be seen whether this was a temporary lull, or improvement.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday tickle party. The featured lee would again be Mitch. for his hurtful dialouge to Naomi. He was tied hands and feet to the bed, in the middle of the fetish club. Kate Hudson began the tickle on Mitch's neck with fingers, as his head shifted from side to side, and the laughter began:HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAA! NO! Working down, Neve Campbell was next, tickling Mitch on his underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as he howled:HAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Moving down, Amanda Bynes was the next ler, attacking Mitch on his hips, inner thighs, and behind his knees with fingers, as he erupted with howls:HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! Finally, Naomi positioned herself at Mitch's feet, tickling his feet with fingers, feathers, ice, and an electric toothbrush over his toes and soles. Mitch went beserk, wiggling his toes every which way, and howling with laughter:HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHA! OMG! OKAY! OKAY! I GIVE UP! STAHHPPPP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Finally, the tickle ended, and Mitch was untied.
On Thursday night, Naomi did drive Mitch to Nassau International Airport, so that he could catch the team flight to Pittsburgh. "What you said to me really hurt, American. I hope that the last two days were a preview for the next homestand. Please let's have a better time next time. I do love you, and let's work at this" Naomi said, kissing him.
So, it had been a rocky homestand of high emotion. It remained to be seen if the last two days would carry over to the next homestand. That answer to come in the next segment of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
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