Jack made his way over to the developing volleyball teams and spoke in. "Hey, you guys mind if I joined in?" he asked. A few of the girls awed and quickly accepted him in. There had already been two captains, and each of them had two teammates by their side. Jack stood in the middle of the remaining group, awaiting to be picked. That didn't take long at all, and the very next pick, which was given to one of the taller women of the group, was Jack. He walked over to his team and waved. They all giggled and waved back. The captain first spoke to him. "Hi, I'm Jasmine," she introduced. She was an athletically built, tall girl, with lightly tanned skin, curly black hair, and light brown eyes. The next of the girls, a shorter, yet with a much more prominently figured, girl introduced herself. "I'm Hannah," she smiled. Jack smiled back, but was secretly cautious of her. Her body, which was very much tanned, brought her clothes to their limits, with impressive assets at the front and back. Finally, there was one more player on his team, and that was Leslie. Jack was also very wary of her, considering how they met. With the teams now decided, each team went onto separate sides of the net and prepared.
"Jack, since you probably couldn't reach to spike, would you mind going in the back middle for support?" Jasmine asked. Jack nodded, no problem with that. "All right, then let's go!". She bent down, and Jack looked to his side. He was at just the right level, but definitely did not want to get distracted. Suddenly, Jack heard the pounce of the volleyball, and it was heading right his way. The serve was powerful and dropping quickly. He reached down to pop it up, and it landed on his closed fists, popping it straight up in the air, just as he had intended. "I got it!" Jasmine called out, and backed up slightly. The closer she got to Jack, the larger her butt got, and the more awkward Jack felt. He stepped to the side, allowing Jasmine more room. She set without a cinch, and Leslie jumped up to spike it. Her spike was recovered quickly by the other team, and sent right back with an equally powerful spike. The ball was once again coming Jack's way, but it was too high for him to reach. "Shit!" he called out and jumped in the air. He barely made contact with the ball, and it popped a little ways into the air, remaining over Jack's head as he landed on the ground. But he couldn't do anything about it, because he was only allowed one touch. Jack looked to his right, and in fear, stared on as Leslie came bounding his way. Jack tried to get out of her way, but stumbled backwards and landed on the ground. Leslie smirked, sensing an opportunity.
"Ah!" Jack screamed. Leslie tripped on the ground, pretty clearly on purpose, and began falling, her chest quickly becoming Jack's center of attention. She landed with a thud, her whole body covering Jack. "MMPH!" Jack muffled, his face stuffed into the exposed section of Leslie's shirt. "Oh no!" she pretended to cry. "Jack, I'm sooo sorry, let me help you!". She brought herself up to her knees, pulling Jack up with her, his face still implanted in her chest. Jack placed his hands on Leslie's hips and pushed as hard as he could, finally breaking free. "Jack, are you okay?" Jasmine looked down, concerned. Hannah stood off to the side huffing, a little jealous she wasn't Leslie. "Yeah, I'm fine. Leslie, you okay?" Jack asked. Leslie grinned. "I'm good, yeah. Sorry about that whole thing, it was difficult for me to get up". Jack raised an eyebrow. He had a feeling he knew Leslie's intentions, but shrugged it off. "You know, maybe I shouldn't play volleyball, you guys go on ahead," he said, and began walking away from the court. Leslie followed him. "Are you sure? We were having a good time". Jack sighed and turned around. "Yeah, I don't think someone my size should be doing that, I mean, look at what happened".
"Damn, okay. You want to meet up in a bit then?" Leslie pouted. Jack blinked and sighed. "Uh, sure. I'll be over by the chairs whenever you want to see me". Leslie smiled at him, gave Jack a light tap on his shoulder, then returned to the volleyball area. Jack then began walking back to the chairs.
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