Our match earlier this week was the final straw. I was just not sure how to motivate him anymore. So I did what any good friend would do: I told him that if he could go just 1 game - not a match, not a set, just 1 single game, without double-faulting, I'd find a girl for him to make out with the next time we went out.
We showed up tonight for our match and I totally forgot about the deal I made. I served first and then it was his turn. I should note that he hasn't won a point on his serve once all season.
And no shit, that guy put every single ball of the first point in, and when we won the point, he walked up to me and said "I did it, woman. You owe me."
Who said sex wasn't motivating?
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