My name is Hunter. I am twenty years old and go to college. My mom and sister were talking to my sister's friend and her mom inside, so I went outside to practice my soccer skills. I wasn't sure how long we'd have a team though as we were short of money. Everyone had to think of a fundraising idea to submit to coach. All the others had done there's already like a bake sale and the usual things. I couldn't think of anything. I knew coach was getting impatient with me. She's a really good coach and kind of hot and I didn't want to let her or the team down.
I had just come in for some water when I heard the doorbell.
I heard voices and one of them sounded like coach. I walked into the living room and my mom and coach turned to look at me.
"Hunter, coach tells me you failed to help with the fundraising?" Mom questioned me.
My sister and her friend and mom were still talking and there was a woman with coach who I knew to be Devin, my teammates mom, a volunteer in the fundraising.
Everyone turned to look at me and my sister and her friend stopped talking.
Having six women staring at you is uncomfortable to say the least. I was a big guy but still sometimes felt intimidated.
"I didn't neglect it. I just haven't thought of anything to do yet," I replied.
"Well, I have an idea. I'm sure the women here would be happy to give twenty dollars each for a chance to tickle a tied-up male," coach said.
"Twenty, I'd pay a hundred my sister said. Everyone laughed but me.
After coach collected the money she said, "Shall we begin?"
"Why?" I asked. "You already collected the money. The team can go on and everything worked out," I reasoned.
"True, but you still haven't done your part. All the other boys did. So now it's time to do your part."
"Well, I refuse," I said.
"Hunter!" Mom said in that voice she uses when you know you're in trouble.