Best Tennis Predictions Today の小説・ストーリー

Said Host Karpenko who began to ask Master Sule's predictions again. "I actually have a different prediction from master Tukul that is, I have a prediction that this time there will be a very extraordinary fight but if asked about my prediction that I would prefer to run for who I will answer my prediction this time is that Liem will come out as the winner in the tournament Zeon this time"said Master Sule, having a different opinion about who will come out as the winner. "Master Sule why do you have a prediction that Liem will come out as the winner in this year's Zeon Tournament match ?" Said Host Karpenko who questioned the reason why Master Sule preferred Liem who was the winner

We both knew that Areiza was better. “Quit being a smart mouth, Alex. Save your energy for trying to beat me in the court later, Darren said in an unfriendly tone, casting a sidelong glance at him. Alex shut up at his threat. The tennis courts covered a large area and belonged to a five-star hotel. The hotel was one of the many properties of the Venzor family. Darren and Alex used to play tennis here when they were still students. “Areiza will play against Jason. Alex, you will play against me,” Darren ordered.

“They’re playing in pairs today, I guess.” “What?” My eyes grew wide. “Oh, right.” Chelsea grinned. “You must be playing against them with my boss, Audrey. How fun,” she meant the last word sarcastically because I told her Stark and I got into a fight, but I couldn’t tell her everything yet. “You’re playing with Bryan Jameson?” Peach asked unbelievably. “Unfortunately, we will both lose because the last time I played tennis was in high school.” I rolled my eyes. “And against a tennis star? Was Gabriel serious?”

But I wasn't good enough today. Before I left I checked next weeks matches. I was scheduled at 10am against Julie Schmidt. She was good, but I was better. Excellent. I could take my frustrations out on her. At least that's what I was feeling now. By next Saturday I'd be in a good mood again, just happy to be on a tennis court against a quality opponent. Probably.

“I think you barging in on me using a vibrator should get me a free pass out of playing tennis tomorrow.” Preston sits up. “You’re not getting out of tennis. Plus, I bet you’ll sleep great after that orgasm.” I push my bottom lip out in a pout. “So I’m being forced to still play tennis tomorrow, and you’re being a gentleman and not fucking me tonight?” He leans in and kisses my cheek. “Exactly. But don’t worry. You’ll be a tennis star by the time I’m done with you tomorrow.” “And what about the other thing?”