It was terribly hot outside, but our thieves, like the girls across, felt the coolness on their skin, and all because they were in the room with the air conditioning on. The pleasant coolness in such weather could not but rejoice, then why were the guys in a terrible mood?
One of the reasons was the premises itself. Both, agreeing to the game, secretly hoped to escape in case of defeat, but now this was not possible, in particular, because the only available exit to the street was behind their tormentors.
Another reason, much more important, was that in addition to them, there were many other people in the room, or rather girls. This was because the building served as a school sports hall. In which, in addition to our tennis players, three different sports teams have gathered at the moment. At first, they did not pay attention to our guys, since they were hidden among the other girls, but when they stood together on one side of the court, they began to slowly pay attention to them. More and more girls started talking about them, calling their girlfriends poking their fingers at them and, of course, laughing because they looked funny in their new, children's uniform. This caused shame and a feeling of humiliation, although it would seem much more, but more possible always.
After five minutes, everything was ready to play. Two pairs of players stood opposite each other, everyone had a racket in their hands, and Lisa took the place of the judge, towering above the others. It was possible to give a signal to start, but before that, the newly-made judge decided to announce the rules for those who did not know them. For this, a megaphone appeared in her hands:
- One, two, can you hear me? - it was audible perfectly, for the whole hall, so everyone turned their attention to her - Excellent. Then I want to ask everyone present to give me a moment of your attention - people slowly began to gather around the court.
My friends, today we will have, literally, a fateful game. It will be attended by: we, the women's tennis team of school №3, those who will defend the honor of our school; and our opponents will be two thieves - Felicia and Jessica, who dared to get into our locker room and tried to steal our underwear - At that moment, the atmosphere began to heat up and the guys felt a general look full of hostility.
Although they had already received some punishment, it was incomplete. Therefore, after discussing some details, we came to a common decision. We give them the opportunity to redeem their guilt by playing one match with us. In case of their victory, they will be free to leave the walls of our school without receiving a punishment - the sounds of indignation "Boooo" were heard.
In the event of our victory, we will send them straight to the headmistress who will decide their further fate - "Yaaaay".
By the way, whatever the outcome, they will receive a bonus. For every goal they score, we will give them one pair of our underwear, for which these thieves came - "Boooo".
And for each goal we score, we will give each of them half a liter of enema - "Yaaaay".
And now, girls, could you, in front of everyone, confirm this agreement of ours? - the boys were silent, staring at the floor and blushing strongly.
Come on, don't hesitate, just shout out yes or no for everyone to hear. Don't make me come up to you - the last sentence sounded much quieter that only the boys heard it.
- Y-yes!
- Y-y-yes!
From stress or excitement, but the guys shouted out extremely uncertainly, and at the same time their voices became several octaves higher, strongly resembling female ones, which made them blush even more.
- Good. And now, when no one doubts the fairness of this competition, I want to clarify something about the rules of the game.
For the sake of simplicity, we will slightly deviate from the tennis rules. The game will last up to a certain number of goals scored, more precisely, up to sixteen, or until a draw in thirty rounds. Otherwise, I hope everyone is familiar with the rules? - asked Liza, directing her gaze to the guys - it looks like not, well...
In short, when serving the ball, you need to remember that it must fly over the net and fall in the opponents' inner square. If after that the opponent misses the ball and he flies out of the outer square, then this will be considered a "goal". Or, if the ball touches one of the squares twice, it will also be considered a "goal". That's all.
Oh yeah, one more thing, to be fair, we will not be showing our strongest players, instead our members will change every round. Well, now, if everyone is ready... - *BOOM* shot Liza into the air from a special pistol - we can start!
*Bam* - James made his first serve.
*Bam* - was the first blonde girl who accepted her with ease. While the second, a brunette, teased the guys by touching her breasts.
*Bam* - Felix took the return serve and calmly returned it.
*Bam* - now the brunette returned the serve while the blonde played with her skirt teasing boys.
*Pam* - James quickly ran forward, and even before the ball touched their square he returned him.
*Pam-pam...* - the girl who didn't expect such a turn did not have time to react. Therefore, the returned ball touched their inner square twice, which meant...
- Point!
- Wohoo!
The first ball was scored. Lisa grinned. And the game was just beginning.
The next ball, with difficulty, was also scored by the guys. The third ball is the same. The fourth, fifth, sixth and even seventh ball. As strange as it may seem, they were all scored with these two little sneaky boy, or rather James personally. After that, a two-minute break was taken and the *teams* gathered for a meeting.
- Well, you saw, saw? My last serve was just awesome!
- I would not be so happy in your place, it seems to me that something is wrong here, they could not have lost so easily to us - this thought crept into his head after the third goal scored.
