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Jennifer Capriati was feeling on top of the world. She was finally back where she knew she belonged, at Wimbeldon, advancing toward the finals. Her last match had been a grueling one that seemed to drain the life from her. Though feeling great about her chances at making the finals, she was exhausted both physically and mentally.
After the usual barrage of post match interviews, Jen made her way to the locker rooms to shower and head back to the hotel for some welcome rest. Finding the showers all occupied, she found a sofa off in a quiet corner to wait her turn. A slight nudge and a "Jennifer-wake up " had brought her back from her state of peaceful slumber. Upon opening her eyes, she was greeted with the sight of Anna Kournikova leaning over her and calling her name to wake up. "Ohh, Hi Anna! My gosh, what time is it" she asked as she tried to clear her dream clouded head.
"It's almost midnight" answered Anna, "you've been sleeping here for almost 8 hours it seems"
"Wow," Jennifer replied, "I must have been more tired than I realised. I'd better get my things and get back to my hotel I guess." As she was getting her things together, she began to wonder why Anna was in the lockeroom at this time of night.
"Anna?" Jen said as she turned to the young Russian beauty, "How did you happen to be down here and find me at this time of night?" she asked.
"Well" said Anna, "To be honest with you, I was going to meet Martina (Hingis). But since she lost early on in the matches, she seems to have left town without telling Me. I really needed someone to talk to." Anna tried to hold back her tears as she continued. "I've been very anxious to come back and play, but haven't been able to yet. Martina and I would always get together and talk and do "special" things together while we were on the road and I missed those times we had together."
Jennifer looked at Anna and felt bad that she was feeling like she was. "Is there any way I might be able to help you?" Jen asked. Anna seemed to blush a little and said "I don't think you understand" she said, looking at the floor while she spoke.
Jennifer did indeed understand what Anna was talking about. She started to get a little excited at the idea that she might be able to help with a "special" thing or two.
Acting innocent, Jennifer approached the blonde beauty and began to tremble as she wrapped her arms around her. "Ever since I came back to the Tennis circuit, you've been one of the nicest girls to me. You don't seem to hold my past problems against me, like some do" she said. Instantly, Anna felt so comfortable. All her nervousness and fear just vanished. The musky odor of Jennifer was beginning to give Anna that same kind of feeling she got when her and Martina would get together.
"Why would I treat you bad?" Anna asked. "I admire your courage to come back and prove you deserve to be here." Anna was unconsciously stroking Jennifer's lower thigh as her head was nestled on her chest.