birds, rainstorms or snow

By spinsterstale

pesäpallo

We used to play this baseball-like game at school a lot. Even too much. Once when we were playing mixed teams with the boys, the ball hit me right to the naughty area. It hurt a lot and the boys were laughing at me and shouting Tell us where the ball hit you.

Now I would just fake an orgasm and laugh with them, or at them. Actually I would not mind at all playing a bit. I would probably even run faster and hit harder. But I still hate volleyball. Nothing funny there. Not even traumatic memories.

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