I Don't Run Bases

The boys clatter about in the dugout, chatting and laughing as I talk to the head coach about today's batting order.

"What base did you get to with her?" I hear Callen say. Disgusting freshies.

"Well..." Nate begins bragging, making it up as he goes.

"Ha! Yeah right Nate! I've gotten farther with her than you have. Right sweet-cheeks?" Chase says, leaning agains the dugout wall, wiggling his eyebrows seductively.

"Boys, please. I don't run bases. But you do, so get out there and warm up." I say hitting them each upside the head slightly as they walked out to the field.