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Dana Zane has scored me a penalty kick yesterday...
| The hype was real. The score was 4:4 now, and the time was already over. There could be an overtime, but the referee woman appointed a penalty session. Everyone was surprised by me being capable to score such a tricky goal. Before their goalkeeper woke up from the grass, I've caught a glimpse of her staring at the ball in the net in disbelief. Dana, however, was impressed a lot.
| So, the penalty session has begun, and yet again the score was even. Our goalkeeper was defending gates like the mountain, but did lost a few goals, two of which by Dana. While I was standing in front of our goal, I noticed Zane sometimes looking at me kinda odd. So, the time for the last penalty kick has come. The score was 5:5, our girl scored the last goal, and there was an opportunity to win the game. Zane was preparing for the kick.
| Surprisingly, she looked at me and said loudly: "Hey, referee, let her get on the goal!" The referee was against it, but Zane made her a suplex using her metallic arm, so she had to pass. I shrugged and went to the goal. Our goalkeeper was barely standing on her feet after all, and I did some goalkeeper training. So it all came down to this one penalty kick... Me on the one side, Dana Zane on the other side...
| I almost felt like the stadium got calm. Of course they were roaring like hell, but everything left in the world for me at that moment was me, my goal net, the green grass of the stadium, the shiny white ball and... the shiny white Zane in her golfs, her shorts, and her long soccer jersey.
| The referee blowed her whistle, Dana took her runway, my whole body turned into a string.
The last thing I remember was Dana landing her long mighty leg on the ball, giving the colossal energy to it. It took off, and so did I.
When I woke up, the stadium was in some kind of hysteria. I opened my eyes, and there was no ball in my keeper gloves... When I looked into the net, it was still waving from the scored goal, which slowly ratched to me...
| Dana Zane was already surrounded by the crowd of her girls. They all were screaming happily, because the goal she scored me sure was fantastic and spectacular. The game was lost, our team couldn't hold the tears, girls were hugging to comfort each other. I slowly got up from the grass and landed my butt on the ball, which I couldn't prevent from getting into my "personal" space .
| Nothing could be heard because of the chanting stadium, 1/2 of which was happy of our defeat, or, more precisely, Dana's victory. Suddenly I noticed her slipping out of the crowd of her team and heading my way. The girls didn't seem to notice it, and were still hugging and jumping happily. Dana came near me, took a long look at me, smiled with her cool smile and told me: "You did a good fight today! All your team and you! It was long since I've had so much fun like this".
| She extended her "human" hand to me. I took one glove off and took her hand. Her skin was surprisingly soft. She pulled me up ligtly, like a feather, and I appeared in her hug.
That's how Dana Zane scored me THE goal. But, honestly, I feel no shame or sorrow in that.
| uh
| I agree with intent, delivery could of used some work
| I liked it!
| ZANE?!
| ZANEEEEEEE
| are you winning g/u/rl?
oh, you've lost... nvm then... don't mind me
| >>799731 >>799720
It is good only problem is I guess it being posted in /u/ something of any quality can be a little jarring in-between fabulous posts like
>>Sucks the maids cock
And
>>Hey guys so today I put semen in my sister's ice cream.
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| So, the soccer match was tight all the way, at first her team was winning, but we managed to settle the score. Our goalkeeper was keeping good, but she tired after all, so they scored us when it was like 5 mins to the end. The stadium was roaring, but I somehow managed to bypass their defender girls and to score on the last minute.