The Mane Attraction
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Youre kidding?
Not even a little. Since I was a kid, Ive had football shoved down my throat. My daddy and his brothers played when they were young, and their fathers played when they were still using those leather helmets and very little padding. They simply love the game.
Of course they do. Its like an elaborate game of fetchow!
Mitch rubbed his head where shed yanked out actual hair.
If you think this is easy for me, its not! And you making canine jokes just pisses me off. And for your information, every breed in the Southern states plays.
But the bears are unbeatable.
Basically. I mean, their guys can reach eight feet tall and almost four hundred pounds when human. Lord knows they could never legally play in the NFL. It would be lethal.
And you think I can help?
Remember what I told you the other night? Brendon brags about you constantly, especially about how amazing you were in football.
He was, too, but hed had to tragically end his career his senior year of college before he could be recruited by a pro team. Between those blood tests that seemed to get more extensive every year and his not being able to pull back as much if he wanted to win in the pros, it simply had been too big a risk for him and his kind. Broke his heart, too.
Mitch still caught a few pickup games with friends from his old neighborhood every once in a while, but again, he always had to hold back because they were full-humans. The thought of being able to really play the way hed always wanted to nearly had him wiggling.
Sissy touched his leg. I know Im asking a lot of you, and of course well wait until youre fully recovered, but hopefully, that will be before next Saturday since thats the day of the big game, but really, Id understand if you say no, and Ill fight for you to stay anyway. Travis is such an asshole, but for you, Mitch, Ill fight him. I swear.
She sounded so sincere, so upset, so traumatized that Mitch could do nothing but torture her.
What do you think youre doing? He pushed her hand off his leg, and Sissy reared back in surprise.
Huh?
You heard me. Dont you think I know what youre doing?
What Im doing?
Trying to use me. To entice me to play on your team.
Mitch, of course Im not
Im not a whore!
Sissy rolled her eyes. Mitchell
I see how this works.
How what works?
He moved further away, giving her his best ingnue stare. First, you sit next to mea little too closewearing those sexytight shorts and that begging-to-be-torn-off tank top. Then a few innocent touches in all my favorite naughty areas, of which I have many.
Sissy slapped her hands against her thighs. Mitchell Shaw!
And before I know it, Im on my back, and youre having your dirty, disgusting way with me. Just so Ill play for your team.
She looked up at the ceiling as if asking it for guidance. Why do our conversations get so strange?
And because Im weakand your breasts are so large and full
Good Lord.
Ill succumb to your She-wolf wiles and agree to play your damn game.
Or you could just cut the bullshit and agree to play.
I could. But I figured this was a better way of getting you to agree to let me look down your shirt.
Mitchell!
Laughing, he held his hands up. Okay. Okay. Ill play.
Only if you want to. Only if
On one condition.
Im not letting you see down my top.
We both know you will eventually, sweet cheeks.
Stop calling me that.
But before I put on a pad or pick up a ball
Yeah?
I wanna know who the hell Clyde is.
Sissy fell back on the couch, her knees raised, her bare feet digging into the cushions. She always looked so sexy like that. You cant be serious.
Tell me, or I go play for the bears.
She shrugged. Sighed. Im not sure youre ready for this. Clydemeans a lot to me. He knows how to touch all my favoritewhat did you call them?naughty places.
Bears, he growled.
Fine, she replied stoically. If you insist.
I insist.
Come on then. We have some time before todays practice, which Im sure Travis wants you at. But I really hope youre ready for this.
He did not like the sound of that.
Chapter 10
Mitch stepped out of the rental car and glanced around. Sissy had parked them beside a small but nice home that sat right in the middle of a ton of property. Growing up in Philly, Mitch was used to the small covered backyard his moms Pride had. All this property stunned him. Lots of trees with small rivers and big lakes.
Now Mitch understood why Bren had no problem coming out here to visit Ronnie Lees family. All Mitch had to do was sit outside on Sissys porch drinking coffee, and hed see deer and elk dashing by. Of course, it kept him in a state of constant hunger.
Not even a little. Since I was a kid, Ive had football shoved down my throat. My daddy and his brothers played when they were young, and their fathers played when they were still using those leather helmets and very little padding. They simply love the game.
Of course they do. Its like an elaborate game of fetchow!
Mitch rubbed his head where shed yanked out actual hair.
If you think this is easy for me, its not! And you making canine jokes just pisses me off. And for your information, every breed in the Southern states plays.
But the bears are unbeatable.
Basically. I mean, their guys can reach eight feet tall and almost four hundred pounds when human. Lord knows they could never legally play in the NFL. It would be lethal.
And you think I can help?
Remember what I told you the other night? Brendon brags about you constantly, especially about how amazing you were in football.
He was, too, but hed had to tragically end his career his senior year of college before he could be recruited by a pro team. Between those blood tests that seemed to get more extensive every year and his not being able to pull back as much if he wanted to win in the pros, it simply had been too big a risk for him and his kind. Broke his heart, too.
Mitch still caught a few pickup games with friends from his old neighborhood every once in a while, but again, he always had to hold back because they were full-humans. The thought of being able to really play the way hed always wanted to nearly had him wiggling.
Sissy touched his leg. I know Im asking a lot of you, and of course well wait until youre fully recovered, but hopefully, that will be before next Saturday since thats the day of the big game, but really, Id understand if you say no, and Ill fight for you to stay anyway. Travis is such an asshole, but for you, Mitch, Ill fight him. I swear.
She sounded so sincere, so upset, so traumatized that Mitch could do nothing but torture her.
What do you think youre doing? He pushed her hand off his leg, and Sissy reared back in surprise.
Huh?
You heard me. Dont you think I know what youre doing?
What Im doing?
Trying to use me. To entice me to play on your team.
Mitch, of course Im not
Im not a whore!
Sissy rolled her eyes. Mitchell
I see how this works.
How what works?
He moved further away, giving her his best ingnue stare. First, you sit next to mea little too closewearing those sexytight shorts and that begging-to-be-torn-off tank top. Then a few innocent touches in all my favorite naughty areas, of which I have many.
Sissy slapped her hands against her thighs. Mitchell Shaw!
And before I know it, Im on my back, and youre having your dirty, disgusting way with me. Just so Ill play for your team.
She looked up at the ceiling as if asking it for guidance. Why do our conversations get so strange?
And because Im weakand your breasts are so large and full
Good Lord.
Ill succumb to your She-wolf wiles and agree to play your damn game.
Or you could just cut the bullshit and agree to play.
I could. But I figured this was a better way of getting you to agree to let me look down your shirt.
Mitchell!
Laughing, he held his hands up. Okay. Okay. Ill play.
Only if you want to. Only if
On one condition.
Im not letting you see down my top.
We both know you will eventually, sweet cheeks.
Stop calling me that.
But before I put on a pad or pick up a ball
Yeah?
I wanna know who the hell Clyde is.
Sissy fell back on the couch, her knees raised, her bare feet digging into the cushions. She always looked so sexy like that. You cant be serious.
Tell me, or I go play for the bears.
She shrugged. Sighed. Im not sure youre ready for this. Clydemeans a lot to me. He knows how to touch all my favoritewhat did you call them?naughty places.
Bears, he growled.
Fine, she replied stoically. If you insist.
I insist.
Come on then. We have some time before todays practice, which Im sure Travis wants you at. But I really hope youre ready for this.
He did not like the sound of that.
Chapter 10
Mitch stepped out of the rental car and glanced around. Sissy had parked them beside a small but nice home that sat right in the middle of a ton of property. Growing up in Philly, Mitch was used to the small covered backyard his moms Pride had. All this property stunned him. Lots of trees with small rivers and big lakes.
Now Mitch understood why Bren had no problem coming out here to visit Ronnie Lees family. All Mitch had to do was sit outside on Sissys porch drinking coffee, and hed see deer and elk dashing by. Of course, it kept him in a state of constant hunger.
