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During our shared intimate moment, I'd successfully transferred all of the excess pink chalk from my hands onto his beard and across his face and ears. Everywhere I'd touched had been victim to my bright pink revenge graffiti. He looked like a pink gnome and the bastard deserved it.
"I'm not sure which one he'll hate more, but as much as I'd love to see any degree of cross dressing from Bill, I think we'll have to settle for kicking his ass at baseball."
We laughed as we made our way to the makeshift field and huddled in a circle, near our "dugout" (a bench). Mickey put his hand in the center and everyone followed. Three quarters of the reunion members, if not more, were on our team. As it turned out, most of the family was pretty badass.
"Are we ready to do this thing?" Mickey motivated.
"The Saints, on three. One, two, three!"
"The Saints!" We yelled in unison.
Our hands broke upward, signaling the beginning of one of the greatest and most pleasurable ass kicking I'd ever had the experience of giving. Even with all the errors from my inexperienced team, we beat without breaking a sweat. Striking out both Shane, and his father, was just the cherry on top. When the game was over one of the younger girls played All the Single Ladies and we danced our asses off while Shane's dad tried not to combust from anger and embarrassment.
Shane tried to talk to me during the game and again after the game, several times, to no avail. He even tried to catch me on the way to my car after I thought I slipped out, undetected, but the angels above had my back when a few teammates must've seen what was happening and happened to need his help with something.
I wanted to punch is sad puppy dog face as I pulled away, flipping him the bird. Once he was out of sight I finally relaxed and let out a long breath that turned into a frustrated scream. It wasn't the family reunion I'd expected and I wasn't happy about spending the day with my ex and his family, but beating Shane and his father was oddly satisfying...not enough to lift my bad mood, but it helped.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoGod, the pains of dealing with a skewed narrator haha. The only reason the grandparents are on Donovan's side just like his friends is just proof of how powerful biases are.
The moment you are close to one side that is having that conflict, it gets easier to just trust them even though the side might actually contribute to the issue as well.
towanda_clauguiaabout 4 years ago"Today, the fairy boat is going to sink the battleship."
Loved this! Thank you, author! I wish I've been much more Donovan than Shane in my life! It's good to be at his POV wile he kicks them bigotry asses!
Anonymousover 5 years agoAnother intriguing chapter. I always plan some me-time when I’m alone to read your stories. Then I can fully concentrate in the story. I even re-read previous chapter(s) to not miss a thing. Anyway can’t wait what will happen now.
madeofmydreamsover 5 years agoHey! So I've been following you for a while (haven't commented because I almost have too many things to say and I've got three children under the age of 4 so not as much time to complete a thought as I'd like) and you've improved so much between your first story posted on literotica and this one! I am so enjoying how well you utilise POV in this story and how firmly your characters are rooted in their own thought processes. The voice you've given Donovan is fabulous and well done. I love that he and Shane are simultaneously confident and insecure in completely different ways. You have a very nice dichotomy going. This story has all the things I look for in a romance. Thank you for writing!
