This is one of a collection of stories concerning a few women that my
wife & I have known for about 15 years.The names,as well as place
names,have been changed to protect certain reputations.The ladies in
question are big hockey fans,and we all live near a large mid-western
city that has a minor leauge hockey team.The two main particpants are…
Kim and I had been friends for a couple of years. Not
real close friends but we did play tennis 4 or 5 times
a summer. We had always kept it real friendly. We had
begun to make small bets before each game just to make
it more interesting. We usually played for the cost of
lunch at the club.…
It was a hot summer afternoon, and by the seventh-
inning stretch I was sticky with sweat, my terry-cloth
shorts clinging to my crotch. I got up to take a little
stroll down by the box seats, and as I stood there I
heard a man’s voice say, “You’re Claire, aren’t you?”Turning around slowly, I saw this short, funny-looking,…