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first.” Annie’s ever-present self-confidence appeared to be in overdrive.
    â€œI’ll take the shirt and skort set,” Grace said.
    â€œGreat. The blue matches your eyes.” Annie threw the set to Grace and then began changing into the tennis dress. She stopped with the dress halfway over her head. “Uh-oh. I need tennis panties with this.”
    Grace had already put on the tennis skort and was working on the shirt. “What are you going to do? Do you want to switch?”
    â€œDo
you
have any tennis panties?” Annie giggled.
    â€œNo.” Grace smiled.
    â€œThen how would switching outfits help the situation?” Annie burst out in a full-blown cackle.
    â€œI guess it wouldn’t.” Grace was now laughing too and her thoughts of Ben had completely disappeared.
    â€œI suppose I can just wear my own underwear and try not to bend over the rest of the afternoon.” Annie grinned as she finished putting on the tennis dress. She examined herself in the locker room’s full-length mirror. “There. Problem solved.”
    Grace smiled and continued getting dressed without saying anything more on the subject. She knew from experience that Annie would have no problem wearing her own underwear in place of tennis panties out on the court today. She also knew Annie would do her best not to bend over while they played. Grace just wished Annie had worn something other than a thong to work today.
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    The late spring day felt more like midsummer and Grace began to stress over the tennis pro’s no-sweat rule as she and Annie walked over to the club’s tennis courts. Gregory and Andrew were already there warming up on the courts and the minute Grace saw Gregory’s agile body in action, she forgot all about her own sweating and Annie’s choice of underwear.
    â€œHey,” Gregory waved and motioned for them to come over. “Are you ready to kick some butt, Grace?” he asked as he held the gate open for the girls to enter the courts.
    Grace could not remember the last time that a guy other than Ben had held open a door for her. She added ‘gentlemanly’ to her mental list of Gregory’s attributes and noted that elegant Mrs. Reich had obviously taught her boys some manners.
    â€œIn your dreams, little brother,” Andrew yelled to them from the other side of the net.
    Annie skipped over to side up with Andrew and was already in full flirt mode. Luckily for Annie, Andrew was no dummy and obviously receptive to her advances. He placed his large arm around her tiny waist and guided her to her place on the court near the net before he headed to the back line to receive the first serve. He crouched down into his tennis stance, racquet ready.
    â€œBring it on!” Annie yelled to Gregory before smiling back at Andrew. She bent slightly at the waist preparing to receive Gregory’s serve. Grace knew Annie had not forgotten her choice of underwear. Her stance was simply enhancing Andrew’s view.
    Gregory looked over at Grace and his green eyes blindingly twinkled. “Come on. We can take them.”
    Grace smiled and followed him onto the court. Even though she was absolutely positive she was getting ready to make a total fool of herself, she again felt unnaturally calm, as if someone had placed a protective blanket around her nerves.
    Gregory aced every serve of the first game so Grace simply walked from one side of the court to the other side until their score reflected an official win. With Gregory’s expertise on the court, Grace would not have to worry about the no-sweat rule in her tennis outfit. As Gregory had said, all she had to do was stand there and smile. Her hands started tingling in the middle of the third game but Grace bent down and pretended to tie her shoe until the feeling subsided. It passed quickly and Grace was grateful this episode was brief.
    The serves went back and forth with Gregory and