Reply #63: Meanwhile, Berry was arousing herself from drowsy dreams [View All]

...and, as she became more awake and clear of mind, her memory of the past hours began to return.

"Now you know why I told you to keep your knees loose," purred the wonderful baritone voice in her memory.

"Ah...oh...yes...of course...anything for you, Keith," she recalled herself murmuring.

"And your glove well-oiled..."

She had smiled. "Believe me, you don't have to worry about that."

There was silence for a moment. Then his voice again, from a distance, now rather rough and loud. "So? What are you waiting for?...PLAY BALL!"

Now Berry could remember, all too painfully, how she'd risen with a start. "WHAT?!?!?"

And she had blinked her eyes open to see her intended beloved object of desire standing there in a baseball cap and a chest protector, looking rather annoyed and impatient.

"Get up there! You're the catcher!"

She couldn't believe it. "WHAT??!?"

Keith rolled his eyes. "Look around you."

She did. And saw herself surrounded...SURROUNDED...by Bay Airs.

One swinging a bat contemplatively near her, as if to test it. Others standing out in the nearby field...some of them appearing to be standing next to white bags someone had tossed out on the field in the form of a diamond. And the mother Bay Air on the top of a little hill in the middle of it all, winding up for a pitch...straight at HER.

"Oh...NO."

It had finally dawned on her what was happening.

These weren't just any Bay Airs.

These were...the Chicago Cubs.

So much for her memories of a blissful countdown to ecstasy.

:shrug: