RO Day 4 - Documents

"Documents," you say.

"Good choice." Olivia does smart person computer things and starts pulling things up on the screen. "Do you see this?" she asks.

It just looks like a lot of wordy documents to you...

"What is it?"

"It's contracts!" she says.

"For what?"

"Distribution deals. Publicity." She clicks fast, reading and doing stuff faster than you can keep up with... it's pretty hard to concentrate with her in your lap, and she smells so good. You have never been gayer than right now. All you want to do is nuzzle her neck and put your arms around her, but you try to act cool.

"Weird," she says, leaning forward... every move that her amazingly firm booty makes is ****. You can't get hard. You must not! You have to be cool.

"What's weird?" you ask, pretending that you are interested in anything but her.

"These contracts. Riley, everyone is talking about forming a new league. You know that would be crazy, right? Riley, there is already a new American league... there's not much room for a new soccer league. You know?"

You kind of understand what she is saying.

"For girls though," you say.

"I know! That is what I thought, but Riley, if you make a new league for girls, you need... regulations."

"What?"

"Regulations! There's nothing here about the rules or..." she stops and sits up. The sudden pressure on your lap makes you tingle in all kinds of places. You hope she can't feel how hard your nipples are against her back...

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing," she says.

"About what?" you ask.

"Anything that a new league would need. You need refs, you need venues, you need so much stuff and there is nothing. Just personal stuff and publicity. It's all publicity."

"What does that mean?" you ask, feeling very dumb. And horny. She has a way of moving around as she gets more interested in what she is reading... it's like a lap dance.

"It means there's no new league."

You finally wake up a bit. "What?" A new league is all anyone has talked about. It's the main reason everyone came to this camp... that scouts would be here and stuff.

"There's no new league, Riley. They're doing something, but it is not making a new soccer league for women." Olivia suddenly logs out of everything and turns the computer off. "We should get out of here."