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me.
    My pussy was already juicing up at the thought.
    He held out a small box from my favorite chocolate store. “This is to celebrate the end of training.”
    Okay, I was a greedy bitch and a total pervert, but my heart
sank. A chocolate cock filled with buttercream would have been fitting, perhaps, but after all the wild things we’d done together, a tiny box of truffles was an underwhelming finale, to say the least.
    â€œLet’s go cuddle on the sofa,” Josh said. He looked a little nervous now. Had he noticed my disappointment?
    But by the time he slipped his warm arm around me and pulled me close, I was already feeling better.
    â€œSo what did you think of spring training?”
    â€œI’m going to miss it,” I answered truthfully.
    â€œIt took all I had just to keep one step ahead of you.”
    â€œReally? Well, I learned quite a lot, Coach.”
    â€œI learned some things, too, and I just wanted to say…” Josh faltered.
    I looked at him expectantly, but his eyes darted away.
    He cleared his throat and took my hand. “Remember when I said that when we were finished, no other hands, lips, or cock would ever satisfy you again?”
    â€œI remember.”
    â€œWell, my ego’s not really that big, although on some level I hoped it would be true.”
    I patted his crotch. “I like your big ego.”
    He laughed. “Be serious now. I wanted to say that I realized something myself in the past few weeks. The truth is…no other woman could ever satisfy me the way you do.”
    Now I looked away. I didn’t want my coach to catch me crying. Because that was, without a doubt, the sweetest thing any man had ever said to me.
    â€œHave a chocolate,” he said, pushing the box toward me.
    â€œBefore dinner?”
    He shook the box teasingly. It rattled.
    Curious, I took it and pulled open the ribbon.

    And what should I find inside but three chocolate truffles and a diamond ring.
    I had to admit that was one hell of a season opener.
    Of course I said I’d marry him then and there. With this kind of chemistry, we had a team that would win it all.

A PREFERENCE FOR DEFERENCE
    Allison Wonderland
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    I ’m in a bind. Not that kind of bind. I should be so lucky. It’s more like the bind you find yourself in when the love of your life wants you to do something she knows you don’t want to do, and you know you can’t say no to her because, well, you just can’t say no to her. God, am I whipped. Not that kind of whipped. I should be…
    So my partner Lisa wants me to join her women’s bible study group. Now, I enjoy the company of women just as much as the next person, but sanctity just isn’t my scene. Lisa’s big on it, though, and if she likes it, I guess it can’t be all that bad. Besides, maybe the couple that prays together stays together? I’ve been involved with Lisa for seven heavenly months, and if my secular days are numbered because of Lisa’s affinity for divinity, then so be it.
    That being said, there’s no reason I can’t give her a hard time about it. “What kind of right-wing wingding are you schlepping me to?” I grouse, pulling up my pantyhose.

    Lisa rolls her eyes and swishes her cinnamon-flavored mouthwash between her cheeks. How does she do that? I can’t even pat my head and rub my stomach in sync. “Knock it off, Nancy,” she scolds, placing the bottle back on the counter, so that hers is touching mine.
    My fingers wrap around the canary-colored handle of Lisa’s hairbrush. “Do you realize that it’s 8:30 in the morning?” I demand, maneuvering the bristles through Lisa’s wavy tresses. “And it’s Saturday, for christ’s sake. Who in their right mind is awake at such an ungodly hour?”
    â€œSomeone’s up bright and surly,” Lisa quips. Her gaze drifts to the bed, where, only fifteen