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You saw Ken make the first move. He double clutched the ball before he released it. There was no doubt that the ball was headed for you. You slipped slightly as you twisted to the left to get out of the way. As you turned, you saw that Bill had thrown his ball at you as well. Instinctively you raised your arms to protect yourself. Both your hands wrapped around it as it caught you in the belly. The impact drove you backwards…right into the line of Ken’s throw.

Somehow you managed to hang on to the ball in your hands as Ken’s throw caught you in the right shoulder. It spun you back around. Facing the guys once more, you had a clear view of Marcus’ throw. It was headed straight for your chest. You started to raise the ball you held to block the ball coming at you. Too late! The ball caught you squarely between your breasts. Bill’s ball went flying as the impact knocked your from your feet. Even if you hadn’t lost it when Marcus hit you, you would have when Tony’s throw caught you in the groin. With your legs spread wide as you fell, there was nothing to keep it from hitting your nether lips. Even with your heavy jeans, it stung. You landed on your back with a loud grunt.

After a moment, you groaned and sat up. Following Tina’s example, you removed a single item despite being hit multiple times. You made a big show of ensuring that your babies were properly stuffed into your bra. It gave you a chance to massage some of the sting from that sensitive flesh. The burning in your throat as you took a swig from the flask Anne handed you helped. You contemplated a second drink, but thought it would destroy what little chance you had to compete.

While you sat, the game continued. Ken’s throw bounced off your shoulder and dribbled past Anne to Melissa. Marcus’ throw went high in the air to land in front of Shannon. The large redhead snatched the ball off the bounce and immediately looked for a target. On the other side, the ball knocked from your hands rolled to the diminutive Tomomi. Finally, Tony’s throw dribbled back to the thinner of the black men. Tony bent over to scoop it up.

Whether he was concentrating on picking up the ball, or what you were doing in the aftermath being hit, Tony never saw the throws coming at him. One deflected off his hip and to the back wall where it was picked up by Brian. Melissa had also aimed at Tony. She must have anticipated him rising quickly. Her throw passed harmlessly more than a foot over his back. It hit the back wall. Anticipating throws from girls, Ken had been in full retreat. He quickly grabbed the ball as it bounced off the wall. Just as quickly, Ken lost it as he slid into the back wall. The ball rolled all the way to the end of the line where Chris picked it up.

On the other side, Tomomi had picked out a target and thrown as well. There was no way to tell who her target had been. The ball seemed to have gone straight up. Dave was waiting for it when it came down. He had no problem making the easy catch. Tomomi was already stepping out of her skirt as he did.

Your knees wobbled as you stood. You could help but stagger backwards as you threw your t-shirt towards the back wall. **** again, you turned to face the threat. You looked over to the guys to see Tony push one of the balls towards their end line before straightening up and pulling his sweater over his head. Neither Ken nor Marcus looked away from you as the ball rolled past their feet. It didn’t get past Tom. He bent over and scooped it up with both hands. Whether the ball slipped from his grip or he meant to the throw it, the ball was headed away from the big redhead before he finished rising to his full height.