The Good Guys embarked on their road trip, this time to the midwest. After beginning well, by winning two of three in Pittsburgh, they proceeded to go sour, by losing two of three in both Chicago, and St Louis. They returned home, on a Sunday night, to begin a nine game homestand, against the teams from California.
While Mitch was away, Naomi experienced incidents while visiting the tickle chatroom, which served to cause her to go sour on the chatroom, the direction of the team, and tickling in general. During conversations with Mitch on the computer, while he was on the road trip, she spouted about wanting to be "done with it all". Mitch rationalized that perhaps she was just in a bad mood, and would calm down, when he returned home, and she got back out in front of the fans, playing ball.
When Mitch arrived home, on Sunday night, he tried to arouse Naomi. She wasnt buying any of it. She didnt kick him out of bed, but called him "selfish", and completely resisted intimacy, or being tickled. "What would do you if I was done with it all, Mitchell? Tickling, feet, the team, the chatroom, ladders, all the fetish bullshit? Would you still love me, and be willing to make love to me as a normal wife? I've given you all those things for over 20 years, and I'm hopeful that you love me for other reasons other than just being a wife who gives in to your fetishes" Naomi said. "I think you're just angry and upset about some things in the chatroom. You'll calm down in a few days, and get back to your old self" Mitch said, trying to comfort her, and deflect the subject. "Please listen to me, Mitchell, and answer my question. Dont make it about what YOU want it to be! Think of me, Naomi, and make it about me, and what I asked you!" Naomi snapped. "Of course I love you, but I wouldnt like if you took everything away from me, that I enjoy, for something that I didnt even cause, and wasnt even a part of. Why punish me because you are pissed at people in the chatroom?" Mitch asked. "It's not to punish you. I am just sick of things" Naomi said. "Tell you what. Let's go to sleep. No seperate rooms, no sex, and no tickling. Just in bed, with each other, for support. Play tomorrow night, and see how you feel. We'll take this day by day. You dont have to fuck me, or give me your feet, or let me tickle you, if you dont want to, okay?" Mitch said, trying to be understanding. Naomi nodded.
The next night, the Good Guys opened a series at the ballpark against the Giants. Kate Hudson was on the hill. She got hit a bit, allowing three runs on nine hits, in seven innings. Luckily for the Good Guys, they scored seven runs, and it was more than enough, to come away with a 7-4 win. When the couple got home that night, Mitch looked longingly at Naomi, as she removed her shoes, and her clothes. "You feeling better?" He asked. "No, I'm not. I dont feel like doing anything" She replied. "Okay, then dont. I told you, I'm not going to push you" Mitch said. On Tuesday night, Gil Bellows was the starter. He shut out the Giants for eight innings, as the Good Guys got only three runs. Three was enough, as Hilary Duff blew the Giants away in the ninth, for a 3-0 victory. When the couple got home that night, Naomi still wasnt being very warm. Mitch figured that patience would be the best plan, instead of trying to push her. On Wednesday night, Charlize Theron got hit hard, allowing five runs in six innings, as the Good Guys could not recover, and dropped the game, 5-2.
Thursday was an off day. That morning, in counesling, Mitch tried to broach the subject of Naomi's chatroom experience, and the couple's lack of physical intimacy that week. "Can we please deal with this, so you dont have to keep shutting me out?" Mitch appealed. "Oh, I guess I'm a miserable wife, because my feet arent mashed in your face, , or I'm not laughing hysterically from the next tickle torture you're giving me, and I' m not barefoot up the next ladder" Naomi said sarcastically. "No, Nai, I know you're upset. I told you I'm not going to push you. I just want to talk, okay, I just want to work it out" Mitch said, trying to stay calm. "Maybe I just dont want to fucking talk about it, Mitchell. Your way is to blow it all out, and my way is to just not talk. Maybe I just need to work this through myself, for however long it takes, and I dont need you pressuring me to fuck you, or to do the fetish stuff" Naomi snapped. "Okay, if that's how you feel" Mitch said. "Tell you what, husband of the century. If you dont piss me off the next week, on the last night, before you go away, I will give you what you want, okay?" Mitch nodded, having little choice in the matter.
San Diego came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was the starter. Neve gave a decent effort, allowing three runs in six innings. The Good Guys bats were booming that night, as they broke a 3-3 tie in the sixth, and kept adding on, for an 8-3 win. Rachel Leigh Cook had the ball on Saturday night. She pitched well, but got no run support, losing 1-0. Kate Hudson was on the mound, on a sunny, fairly dry, 89 degree Paradise day, in front of a sellout. Kate was her usual self that day, as she allowed only one run in seven innings, and struck out ten. The Good Guys broke up a 1-1 tie with three runs in the seventh, and the bullpen did the rest, for a 4-1 triumph.
The Dodgers entered Paradise on Monday, in the homestand's last series. Gil Bellows pitched on Monday night. Gil got hit hard, allowing four runs in six innings, as the team could not rally, losing 4-2. Charlize Theron was brilliant on Tuesday night, as she shut out the Dodgers on five hits, with nine strikeouts, in a 5-0 win. Neve Campbell took the mound on a sunny, 90 degree Wednesday, in front of a sellout. Again she gave a quality start, allowing only two runs in six innings. She ended up with a no decision, as it took the Good Guys until the eighth, to break the 2-2 tie, with a Mitch homer. Hilary Duff finished the Dodgers in the ninth, as the Good Guys came away with a 3-2 win, that finished off a fine six and three homestand. On field, things were moving forward. Off the field, things were anything but calm.
On Wednesday night, Naomi let Mitch back into bed. After sex, and foot worship, Mitch tied her up, and began tickling her, from neck to feet. He began the tickle on her neck with fingers, as she shifted her head from side to side, and the giggles began:HEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Working down, Mitch attacked Naomi's underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as she bucked:HEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Moving down, Mitch then tickled Naomi's hips, inner thighs, and knees with fingers, near her private area, causing her legs to buck:HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEEHHEHEEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, Mitch got to her bare feet, and attacked them with his fingers, feathers, ice, and an electric toothbrush over her bare toes and soles. Naomi went berserk, wiggling her toes every which way, and begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OKAY AMERICAN, YOU'VE PUNISHED ME FOR DEPRIVING YOU OF SEX ALL WEEK! I GIVE UP! ENOUGH! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and Mitch untied Naomi.
On Thursday afternoon, Naomi drove Mitch to Nassau International, so that he could catch the team flight to San Fransisco. "I'm sorry you were in such a bad mood this homestand. I hope that was just temporary. I love you, and I will see you in ten days, and I will call you every day from the road" Mitch said, kissing Naomi goodbye.
So, while it had been a good homestand on field, it had been anything but off field. Now came a ten day road trip. Was that just a one shot deal, or the beginning of a pattern? That answer to come in the continuing story of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.
The End
While Mitch was away, Naomi experienced incidents while visiting the tickle chatroom, which served to cause her to go sour on the chatroom, the direction of the team, and tickling in general. During conversations with Mitch on the computer, while he was on the road trip, she spouted about wanting to be "done with it all". Mitch rationalized that perhaps she was just in a bad mood, and would calm down, when he returned home, and she got back out in front of the fans, playing ball.
When Mitch arrived home, on Sunday night, he tried to arouse Naomi. She wasnt buying any of it. She didnt kick him out of bed, but called him "selfish", and completely resisted intimacy, or being tickled. "What would do you if I was done with it all, Mitchell? Tickling, feet, the team, the chatroom, ladders, all the fetish bullshit? Would you still love me, and be willing to make love to me as a normal wife? I've given you all those things for over 20 years, and I'm hopeful that you love me for other reasons other than just being a wife who gives in to your fetishes" Naomi said. "I think you're just angry and upset about some things in the chatroom. You'll calm down in a few days, and get back to your old self" Mitch said, trying to comfort her, and deflect the subject. "Please listen to me, Mitchell, and answer my question. Dont make it about what YOU want it to be! Think of me, Naomi, and make it about me, and what I asked you!" Naomi snapped. "Of course I love you, but I wouldnt like if you took everything away from me, that I enjoy, for something that I didnt even cause, and wasnt even a part of. Why punish me because you are pissed at people in the chatroom?" Mitch asked. "It's not to punish you. I am just sick of things" Naomi said. "Tell you what. Let's go to sleep. No seperate rooms, no sex, and no tickling. Just in bed, with each other, for support. Play tomorrow night, and see how you feel. We'll take this day by day. You dont have to fuck me, or give me your feet, or let me tickle you, if you dont want to, okay?" Mitch said, trying to be understanding. Naomi nodded.
The next night, the Good Guys opened a series at the ballpark against the Giants. Kate Hudson was on the hill. She got hit a bit, allowing three runs on nine hits, in seven innings. Luckily for the Good Guys, they scored seven runs, and it was more than enough, to come away with a 7-4 win. When the couple got home that night, Mitch looked longingly at Naomi, as she removed her shoes, and her clothes. "You feeling better?" He asked. "No, I'm not. I dont feel like doing anything" She replied. "Okay, then dont. I told you, I'm not going to push you" Mitch said. On Tuesday night, Gil Bellows was the starter. He shut out the Giants for eight innings, as the Good Guys got only three runs. Three was enough, as Hilary Duff blew the Giants away in the ninth, for a 3-0 victory. When the couple got home that night, Naomi still wasnt being very warm. Mitch figured that patience would be the best plan, instead of trying to push her. On Wednesday night, Charlize Theron got hit hard, allowing five runs in six innings, as the Good Guys could not recover, and dropped the game, 5-2.
Thursday was an off day. That morning, in counesling, Mitch tried to broach the subject of Naomi's chatroom experience, and the couple's lack of physical intimacy that week. "Can we please deal with this, so you dont have to keep shutting me out?" Mitch appealed. "Oh, I guess I'm a miserable wife, because my feet arent mashed in your face, , or I'm not laughing hysterically from the next tickle torture you're giving me, and I' m not barefoot up the next ladder" Naomi said sarcastically. "No, Nai, I know you're upset. I told you I'm not going to push you. I just want to talk, okay, I just want to work it out" Mitch said, trying to stay calm. "Maybe I just dont want to fucking talk about it, Mitchell. Your way is to blow it all out, and my way is to just not talk. Maybe I just need to work this through myself, for however long it takes, and I dont need you pressuring me to fuck you, or to do the fetish stuff" Naomi snapped. "Okay, if that's how you feel" Mitch said. "Tell you what, husband of the century. If you dont piss me off the next week, on the last night, before you go away, I will give you what you want, okay?" Mitch nodded, having little choice in the matter.
San Diego came to town on Friday night. Neve Campbell was the starter. Neve gave a decent effort, allowing three runs in six innings. The Good Guys bats were booming that night, as they broke a 3-3 tie in the sixth, and kept adding on, for an 8-3 win. Rachel Leigh Cook had the ball on Saturday night. She pitched well, but got no run support, losing 1-0. Kate Hudson was on the mound, on a sunny, fairly dry, 89 degree Paradise day, in front of a sellout. Kate was her usual self that day, as she allowed only one run in seven innings, and struck out ten. The Good Guys broke up a 1-1 tie with three runs in the seventh, and the bullpen did the rest, for a 4-1 triumph.
The Dodgers entered Paradise on Monday, in the homestand's last series. Gil Bellows pitched on Monday night. Gil got hit hard, allowing four runs in six innings, as the team could not rally, losing 4-2. Charlize Theron was brilliant on Tuesday night, as she shut out the Dodgers on five hits, with nine strikeouts, in a 5-0 win. Neve Campbell took the mound on a sunny, 90 degree Wednesday, in front of a sellout. Again she gave a quality start, allowing only two runs in six innings. She ended up with a no decision, as it took the Good Guys until the eighth, to break the 2-2 tie, with a Mitch homer. Hilary Duff finished the Dodgers in the ninth, as the Good Guys came away with a 3-2 win, that finished off a fine six and three homestand. On field, things were moving forward. Off the field, things were anything but calm.
On Wednesday night, Naomi let Mitch back into bed. After sex, and foot worship, Mitch tied her up, and began tickling her, from neck to feet. He began the tickle on her neck with fingers, as she shifted her head from side to side, and the giggles began:HEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Working down, Mitch attacked Naomi's underarms, sides, ribs, and belly with fingers, as she bucked:HEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Moving down, Mitch then tickled Naomi's hips, inner thighs, and knees with fingers, near her private area, causing her legs to buck:HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEEHHEHEEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, Mitch got to her bare feet, and attacked them with his fingers, feathers, ice, and an electric toothbrush over her bare toes and soles. Naomi went berserk, wiggling her toes every which way, and begging for mercy:HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OKAY AMERICAN, YOU'VE PUNISHED ME FOR DEPRIVING YOU OF SEX ALL WEEK! I GIVE UP! ENOUGH! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and Mitch untied Naomi.
On Thursday afternoon, Naomi drove Mitch to Nassau International, so that he could catch the team flight to San Fransisco. "I'm sorry you were in such a bad mood this homestand. I hope that was just temporary. I love you, and I will see you in ten days, and I will call you every day from the road" Mitch said, kissing Naomi goodbye.
So, while it had been a good homestand on field, it had been anything but off field. Now came a ten day road trip. Was that just a one shot deal, or the beginning of a pattern? That answer to come in the continuing story of the Tickle Team From Paradise Island.
The End
