Sarrah strode confidently, helmet in hand, into the locker room, followed by several of hir fellow teammates—some of who were more animated in their excitement—at achieving a victory over the hated Vixens, banging on the lockers and shouting. Sarrah walked over to the bench near hir locker and dropped hir helmet on it. Shi was joined shortly by hir teammates and best friends, Tiff Barnett and Mel Smith, both of them congratulated Sarrah on a great game, slapping hir on the back and high fiving each other.
“Alright gals, settle down,” Coach Rudy McCartney called out as shi entered the locker room. “That was a great game, a real team game. I’m proud of you… We’ll definitely win state again if we carry on playing like that!” The team hollered and cheered as they gathered around the coach. Shi retrieved a ball from one of hir assistants.
“Now there are plenty of you who I can think of to give the game ball to. Tiff, that one-handed catch was incredible.” The team cheered in agreement and a couple of players next to hir high fived hir. “Stacy, that sack in the endzone on Mary Payton gave us a safety.” Again, more cheering and congratulating.
“But, and I think that all of us can agree on this one… It has to go to Sarrah with six touchdowns!” The locker room was almost deafening as Sarrah got the biggest round of applause yet. Shi stepped into the middle and retrieved the game ball from the coach. Shi stepped back toward the center, looked at hir teammates with a massive grin on hir face, and lifted the ball over hir head.
After celebrating hir win, shi again looked at hir teammates.
“Thanks gals… I appreciate it, but I couldn’t have done it without you. Our O-line has been amazing all year and that’s what really won us the game and so as a token of appreciation, I would like to take all you gals out to dinner tonight.”
The team cheered again as the coach then told them to get changed and rest up in preparation for the next game.
“So,” Tiff began as shi opened hir locker that was next to Sarrah’s. “Where are you thinking of taking us?”
“Oh, I don’t know…” Sarrah replied, as shi began taking off hir equipment. As shi removed hir shoulder pads, her breasts bounced freely after being encased for the whole game. “How about Carmitt’s?”
“Seriously?” Tiff asked in disbelief as Sarrah nodded hir head. Tiff looked at Mel and then back at Sarrah. “Awesome! I love that place.” After removing all of hir equipment and clothing, Sarrah strode over and took a shower.
Half an hour later, Sarrah walked out of the building with Tiff and Mel in tow; some of hir teammates had unfortunately declined Sarrah’s offer of a free meal and had already headed home, while others were still in the locker room, savoring the victory and generally messing around with each other. As shi walked out into the parking lot, shi was surprised and a little relieved to see hir mom waiting for hir.
“Hey, mom,” shi greeted hir mother as shi got into earshot. Dr. Suzan McMillan smiled proudly at hir dawter.
“Hey, kiddo. Great game.”
“Thanks… Where’s Dad and Gwen?” Shi looked around the parking lot and couldn’t see them.
“Oh, they’ve already headed home with Nic and hir family. I figured that I could hang back and offer you a ride home.”
“Yeah…about that…” Sarrah tilted hir head sheepishly. “I hope that you don’t mind but I kind of invited the gals out to dinner, you know, to celebrate.” Suzan nodded.
“That’s a great idea, Sarrah,'' shi told hir. “A good leader must always appreciate hir teammates.”
Sarrah agreed. “Thanks, Mom… Think that you could give me, Tiff and Mel a lift?”
“Of course, although I do have to warn you, it’ll be in Chardeena’s car.”
“I love this place!” Tiff exclaimed, hungrily eyeing the blonde-haired waitrelle’s ass as hei led them to their table. The short skirt left little to the imagination as hei wiggled hys way through the diner. On the way, Sarrah had called ahead and booked a table for the team and so the waitrelle led them to a large table with spaces set out for 30 of them, including Sarrah’s mom.
“We know,” Sarrah told hir as they took their seats, also eyeing up the blonde waitrelle. Even though shi was faithful to Biffanie, shi couldn’t help but stare at the hot waiting staff employed at Carmitt’s. Even Suzan was giving the boi an eyeful. Hei blushed and giggled at the attention, mentally preparing hymself for the rest of the evening. “Although I can’t think why,” Sarrah added with a wink.
Suzan and the gals chatted about different moments of the game while they waited for the rest of the team to arrive. A few moments later, the waitrelle returned and took their drinks order. Suzan ordered a beer while Sarrah and the gals ordered soft drinks, but not before Tiff could give the boi an appreciative slap on the ass. Sarrah just rolled hir eyes. That gal was going to get in trouble one day if shi wasn’t careful.
“We smashed ‘em!” The voice of Soph Covarrubias, a strong defensive end, carried throughout the building as shi and a couple of hir teammates entered the diner. “Those Vixens looked like foxes out there,” shi barked.
“And your three sacks were part of it!” Sarrah remarked as shi sat down next to hir and clapped Soph on the back. Soph had a big ego, and it showed. It helped that shi had committed to Ohio State after receiving almost as much recruiting interest as Sarrah. Shi ruled the roost when the opponents had the ball, and Sarrah let hir get away with it and even encouraged it to keep hir from usurping Sarrah as the leader of the team. Shi could be tough on people sometimes, but it was just gals being gals.
