Of course

“Well…” you started hesitantly.

“Of course we’ll play.” Linda answered. You quickly nodded when Marcus looked at you. While you wanted to see more of Cindy and most of the girls on the cheerleading squad, you did not want to appear overly eager about it. You also had concerns about how you would stack up against the more buff guys of the squad.

“We need to redo the teams.” Marcus explained, “We can no longer have the same number of guys and girls on both teams.”

“How about the guys versus the girls?” Cindy suggested. There was a quick discussion before most agreed.

“Okay,” Marcus said, “But we’re not starting over Vanessa. You don’t get to put your clothes back on.” The shapely dark woman muttered to herself. She stuck her tongue out at Marcus before she stalked off. However, she made no attempt to dress.

“Ground rules:” Marcus said as he turned to the newcomers.

“One: Shoes off. Coach would have a hissy-fit if we got marks on the floor. Keep your socks on as the floor is too cold to go barefoot.

“Two: Safety first and foremost. You already know the penalty for throwing at someone’s head. That goes for any reckless act. Anne and I will decide whether any act is unsafe.

“Three: Girls have four items; Sweater, Skirt, Bra and Panties. Guys have three; Shirt, Pants and shorts. After you take something off, you have to touch the back wall before you are in play. If we think you’re dawdling, Anne and I can impose an additional forfeit.

“Finally:” Marcus said as he motioned for everyone to gather around, “From the half-court line north is the girls’ territory. From the other free throw line south is the guys’ territory. Stepping into the other team’s territory costs you a piece of clothing. In between is ‘No-Man’s Land’. Anyone in it is a target. However, no one inside can throw at someone outside. Any questions?”

“Yea,” Linda spoke up, “What happens once you’ve lost all your clothes?”

“Obviously, you’re out. You have to go up into the stands.” Marcus explained, “However, you can come back onto the field of play if you perform a task for whoever hit you.”

“I.O.U’s are acceptable,” Anne added, “However, the task must be defined before it can be accepted.”

“Furthermore,” Marcus continued, “The task must be performed in public. Everyone on both teams are to be invited to watch. And at least one person from each team needs to be present.

“Are there any restrictions on what the task is?” you asked.

“Since it doesn’t have to be accepted, no.” Anne answered, “However, it shouldn’t be something dangerous. Anything else?” You and Linda looked at each other and shook your heads. “Good, let’s get started.”

Marcus and Anne placed four red rubber balls along the center line of the court while everyone else moved to their respective ends. Marcus motioned for you to move to the far left side of the court. At the other end he placed Brian Nesmith, a 6’4” blue-eyed blonde who had also had also lost his shirt. Next to you he placed Tom Michaels, a 6’6” redhead with vibrant green eyes. The last member of your team was Steve Little, who stood 6’ tall with short black hair. Marcus moved each of his teammates so they were each standing in front of one of the red balls.

Anne had similarly positioned her team along the other end line. However, she had two girls in front of each ball where there was only one guy for each ball. Linda had been placed in the opposite corner. She was with Melissa. Aside from her eyes being green instead of blue, she looked a lot like Cindy, including the fact she had lost her sweater and was wearing a white sport bra. The next pair consisted of the two black women on the squad Vanessa and Nicole. Nicole was s couple inches taller, although, at least an inch of it had to have come from her afro-like hairdo. And while like most cheerleaders, Nicole filled out the sweater she had on, she wasn’t as nearly as busty as Cindy or Melissa or Vanessa. The next pair consisted of Cindy and Carmen Gonzalez. Aside from being Hispanic, there was not a lot to distinguish the brunette from the other cheerleaders.

Finally there was the pair that was on the opposite side of the ball in front of you. Both wore their hair in twin braids that hung halfway down their backs. But that was all they seemed to have in common. Standing over six foot tall, Shannon O’Hara was the tallest of the women. On the other hand, calling Tomomi Japura five foot tall would have been a stretch. The Japanese woman was shortest woman. Compared to Shannon’s sparkling green eyes sandwiched between fire engine red hair and lips, Tomomi’s brown hair and eyes were downright demure. Where Shannon’s sweater strained to contain her massive melons, Tomomi’s sweater was barely budged by her itty-bitty breasts. Of course, the difference that caught your attention was the fact that instead of removing her sweater, Tomomi had removed her skirt.

Satisfied with her arrangements, Anne looked to Marcus. Marcus took one last look at his own arrangements and nodded. The two captains took off for the ends of the court. Despite giving her a head start, Marcus reached the near wall first. The girls immediately took off for the balls in the middle of the court. The guys had to wait for Anne to take a couple steps before she touched the far wall. Slipping slightly, you are half a step behind the other guys as you cross the end line. Looking ahead, you can see the girls are a step or two ahead. You figure you can catch them if you go all out for the ball.