They Got More Than A Lesson In Sport Rick was a 22-years-old university Senior. He stood six foot one inch tall, and he had a well tanned muscular body. He had blond hair, and blue eyes. He looked like the typical well tanned southern California surfer, except he wasn?t in southern California. He was the captain and star player of an Upstate South Carolina university?s men?s volleyball team. Rick had indeed grown up playing volleyball on the beaches of southern California. When not in class during high school, he was playing or working out on the sandy beaches near his home. That lifestyle had helped Rick produce a rock solid body and a vertical leaping ability that rivaled basketball players several inches taller. All through high school, Rick had planned on attending UCLA. Fate had other plans. His father, an automotive engineer, had been offered, and accepted, a high paying position with an international automotive manufacturer located in South Carolina. Rick wanted to follow in his father?s footsteps and be an automotive engineer. Thus, he had worked hard to maintain top grades in high school. The university he attended was near his family?s new home in Greenville, South Carolina. The university offered engineering degrees, but they also had a partnership with the company that had hired his father. The South Carolina university he ended up attending had jumped at the chance to enroll such a talented scholar and athlete in their Engineering Department. By staying in the athletic dorm, Rick was relieved of the need and costs of housing. As Rick entered his dorm room for the first time as a freshman, there was another young man unpacking. Jay would be Rick?s roommate for the next four years. They soon became best friends as well. Jay too had grown up on the beach. Myrtle Beach, South Carolina had been his home. Except for the span of a continent, Rick and Jay?s childhood had been mirror images. Jay too had spent nearly every spare minute on the beach working out and playing volleyball. He was strongly built and well tanned. He kept his dark hair cut short. Jay was several inches shorter than Rick, but could move like lightning. Jay?s speed was a real asset to their varsity volleyball team. It was a warm late spring Saturday. The guys had slept in due to being up late watching a west coast baseball game on TV. At about 10:00 AM, they finally rolled out of their beds. Jay sleepily asked, ?Hey buddy! What?s to do today?? Rick booted up his computer and replied, ?I don?t know. Let me look.? He quickly pulled up the on-line edition of the university?s
gaziantep escort news paper. He scanned it for something to keep them entertained on such a warm spring day. After a few minutes, Rick commented. ?Hey, here?s something. There?s a girls volleyball team from Mumbai, India in town. They?re going to play an exhibition game against our lady?s team. You want to go?? Jay agreed, ?Sure. Sounds like it might be fun to watch the girls play for a change.? Rick urged his friend to get moving, ?Well, you better get with it. It?s 10:00 AM, and the game starts at 11:00. That gives us just an hour to shower, get dressed, find a bite to eat, and walk to the field house.? The guys walked into the arena where the girls were to play with about five minutes to spare. They snagged a program on the way in and took court-side seats. There wasn?t much of a crowd so good seats were easy to be had. As young American men, or any men for that matter, are apt to do, Rick and Jay checked out the visiting girls as they warmed up for their game. No harm in looking. Right? It wasn't long before Rick spotted a pretty young lady practicing her serve on the far side of the court. She was pretty good at serving the ball, but more to his delight, she was as pretty a girl as Rick had seen in a long time. Her volleyball uniform consisted of a silky pair shorts and a matching sports t-shirt. Her uniform accentuated her obviously well endowed slender body. Her long silky black hair was tied into a pony-tail behind her head and gave a full view of her rounded face and beautifully dark almond shaped eyes. Checking the roster sheet in the program the guys had picked up on the way in, Rick gleaned a few stats on this exotic creature. Her first name was Naina, which the roster said translated to "eyes." He couldn?t pronounce her last name. She was 21-years-old, stood five foot five inches tall, and weighted one hundred twenty five pounds. ?A very nicely put together 125 pounds.? Rick thought to himself. About that time, Jay began jabbing his elbow into Rick?s ribs. "Hey, man! Check that one out! She?s the most gorgeous chick I?ve ever seen. She could be a model or something. I think I?ve fallen in lust." "Down boy! We don?t want to start an international incident do we?" Rick admonished his friend. Jay looked at Rick then back to Ritu. With a laugh he said. ?For her, I just might be willing to start World War III.? Rick replied. "She is a very pretty girl. The roster says her name is Ritu. She?s 21, five foot four inches and weighs one hundred fifteen pounds. If you can tear your eyes away from Ritu for just a moment, take a look at that one over there." Rick pointed Naina out to Jay. "Isn?t she a living doll? I have suddenly developed an appreciation for Indian girls. Those two look delicious." "She sure is.? Jay asked, ?I wonder if there?s a chance they?d go out with us this afternoon?" Rick replied with a laugh, "Are you kidding me? Those girls are probably guarded like chicks in a hen house by some guy that looks and acts like a rottweiler.? "Yeah, Rick. You?re probably right, but it sure is fun to dream. Besides, girls that look that good are sure to have husbands or boyfriends hanging around somewhere." About that time, a whistle blew and both teams took their assigned positions on the court. Naina, the girl Rick had been watching, seemed a bit small compared to the local girls. Most of the Indian team were a bit shorter than the Americans. However, what they lacked in stature, they more than made up for in talent and zeal. The small crowd offered polite applause when the Indians scored points. Rick and Jay were much more enthusiastic in their appreciation of the visiting girls. Compared to Rick?s six foot one inch frame, Naina was just a little thing, but she had a wickedly fast serve. She blasted two unanswered points past the startled Americans before the local girls could get a volley going. Jay?s model, Ritu, was an excellent mid-court player. She, and all the visiting girls, played their hearts out. The local girls seemed to struggle for a little while, and the Indian girls won the first game of the three game match. Then the championship winning attitude and skills of the local team kicked in. They were just too tall and too strong for the Indian girls. The local girls eventually took the lead and held on to win the second game by three points. They also won the third and tie breaking game by the slim score of 21 to 19. Both teams left the court together hugging, laughing, and yakking a mile a minute. Just as they turned down the hallway that led from the main floor to the showers, Naina and Ritu paused to look back at the court. They looked for the two boys that had been cheering so loudly for them. Unfortunately, they had already left their seats. Rick and Jay sighed and shrugged as the girls of their dreams disappeared in a sea of women athletes. They left the arena and headed back to the dorm. As they walked back to their dorm, Jay commented, "I sure wish we could have met those two." "Yeah, so do I, but there?s probably not much chance of that happening.? Rick then suggested, ?Why don?t we go down town and see what?s happening." "That?s cool!" Jay agreed. When they arrived at their dorm, Rick put the top down on his Ford Mustang convertible. Rick had owned the car since high school. It had been a graduation gift from his parents. Over the last four years, he had made several modification to the car?s power train. The V-8 engine now produced approximately 500 horsepower and could smoke the tires in any of the four gears. Though Rick never raced the car, he enjoyed the feeling of knowing he could out run almost anything that pulled up next to him at a traffic light. The guys then jumped into the car and headed to the downtown area of the small college town. Stopping along the way to get a soda. They had no particular plans and were in no hurry. Rick was pulling into a parking spot when Jay seemed to go nuts in the passenger seat. He was practically beating on Rick?s arm and excitedly chattering like a schoolgirl. ?There they are! Over there by that shop. Hurry up, man. Park this thing. Let?s go!? ?Damn, Jay! Have you gone craze or what?? Rick wasn?t really mad at his friend. He just couldn?t figure out what had gotten him all fired up. ?No Rick, I?m not crazy. They were over there. Really! They just went in that shop. Come on, let?s get over there.? Rick was still trying to figure out what his friend was talking about. ?Who are you talking about? Where is over there? Try to make some sense.? ?Okay, okay. The two girls from the volleyball game are still here. I swear I saw them over by that souvenir shop. Come on Rick, let?s go see if we can find them.? Jay?s last words were shouted as he crossed the street and headed for the shop. Rick quickly caught up to Jay, and they approached the front of the souvenir shop. Rather than walk in, they scanned the shop through the front windows. They saw no one that could have been the Indian girls they were looking for. They were about to leave when two girls appeared from behind a rack of swimsuits near the back of the shop. It?s was Naina and Ritu. Jay teased his friend, ?I told you I saw them go in there.? ?I guess your right this time buddy. Come on.? Rick led the way into the shop. Naina and Ritu were headed to the cashier. Each girl was carrying a new two piece swim suit. They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Rick and Jay. They had a quickly whispered discussion and both girls smiled broadly at the guys. Rick boldly walked up to Naina who was ahead of Ritu. ?Hi! My name is Rick and my friend here is Jay. We saw you playing volleyball against our girls a while ago. You play very well.? ?Thank you, Sir. I am Naina. My friend is Ritu.
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