Episode IV
Of the Adventures of John and Holly


Part 45: Return to LA

Going out the front door on our way to graduation, “This is so weird” Holly said. “It’s strange to think we won’t ever be in school again” I said “we went through a lot in our time here”. “Remember when we went on spring break sophomore year” I said. I turned around locking the door behind us. “That was a fun trip” Holly said. “Your telling me?”

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Spring break of sophomore year had not been planned the way it turned out. Holly wanted to go back to LA and visit Lindsey, whom she had shared a great few weeks with a year before. We were going to get a hotel room, stay in LA and just relax, and reunite with some of the people we had met there. We called up Lindsey and told her when our flight was getting in. She was busy that day, so we planned to just relax for the night in our hotel.

Spring Break finally came, and we flew out to LA. Once we got to the airport, Holly decided to call Lindsey to make sure there hadn’t been a change in plans. “Lindsey” Holly said on her cell phone, I only heard what she said. “Are you still…Oh really?…Well…We might want to see, where is it?…Okay”. I looked at Holly as she hung up her phone. “Change of plans.” Holly said.

The taxi took us to the complex. Holly and I walked into the area, smelling of hot dogs, and found the right field. Lindsey, a high school senior soon to graduate, played softball and had a tournament today. She told us she was busy today but she didn’t say what she was doing. We decided it might be fun to see her in action. We found some seats high up in the bleachers. The place was fairly empty, just some parents strewn about in the stands. Holly and I looked for Lindsey, turns out her team is called the Mongrels, which we had a laugh at. It didn’t seem right for a team of athletic teenage girls to be called dogs. Lindsey played right field, her team dressed in red and white. We caught the last four innings of their second game of the day. Afterwards Holly and I made our way down to the field, not knowing that they had another game to go. We stood along the fence in right field. “Hi” Lindsey said excitedly as she came out to warm-up before the game started. “How are you guys doing?” Holly asked. “If we win this we win the tournament” Lindsey said. “Good Luck” I said.

Holly and I stayed at the fence for most of the game, watching two teams of seventeen and eighteen year old girls duke it out for the championship. I noticed Holly checking out several of the girls. “It’s weird that you check out girls too” I said. “Why?” Holly asked. “I guess you can’t get mad at me for checking out a hot chick then can you” I said. “Guess not” Holly said. “Which one?” I asked her. “Which one what?” Holly asked. “If you had to chose one girl to fuck, which one?” I clarified. “I’ll get back to you on that” Holly said. Too many to chose from. Eventually she did pick one. “Her…number twenty eight.” Holly said. Number twenty eight was a short girl, with very blonde hair, and she had small tits. “Why her?” I asked. “Look at her ass, it’s like perfect” Holly said. “What about number six” I said. Holly searched the field for her, she didn’t understand when I said shortstop. This girl was tall, probably five eight or so, she had dark blondish brown hair, and very large tits, that were struggle to fight the constraints of her sports bra. “Well you like tits, I like ass” Holly said. “Okay then…forty two.” I said. “Oooh” Holly said. Forty two was medium about five five, she had long black hair, and decent sized tits, around the size of Holly’s. “She is nice too” Holly said “too many to choose from.” “What about twelve” I said. “On the red team?” Holly asked. “Yeah” I responded. “That’s Lindsey” Holly said. “I know” I said. “I wanted to make sure we fantasized about the girl we are going fuck” I said. “What makes you think she’s the only one” Holly said.

The Mongrels emerged victorious after only four innings when it started pouring rain. Since the game was far enough along they declared the Mongrels the winners, ending the tournament early. The team immediately retreated to the locker room to shower, and Holly and I had to go inside to get out of the rain. We got inside the high school and wandered the halls waiting for Lindsey to finish. Then Holly’s cell phone rang. Lindsey told Holly that we could go ahead and come into the girl’s locker room.

Holly and I walked into the girl’s locker room. There were three girls sitting around, dressed in regular clothes. “Hi Holly, John” Lindsey said excitedly “This is Shannon and Ashley” Lindsey said, pointing to the corresponding girl. Shannon was number forty two, and Ashley was number twenty eight. It seemed like incredible luck that we had talked about these very girls. We exchanged ‘Hi’s. “They have been in pornos” Lindsey said still excited. “No way” Shannon said, “You guys are what like eighteen?”. “Twenty actually, but we made them when we were nineteen.” I said. The girls were all sitting on a narrow wooden bench that was between banks of lockers. “So do you have a huge cock!” Ashley, the blonde, said. “Sorry to disappoint you” I said. “He’s modest” Holly said. Holly and I sat down on another bench, the girls interested in us. Then a completely nude and wet girl walked in from the showers. It was number six, with her very large breasts, now we could see them outside the confines of a sports bra. She had large round nipples.