Johanna has just turned 18 and celebrated her birthday very hard.

What she had unfortunately completely forgotten was that she also had a soccer game on her birthday and so she came to the game with a streak of alcohol and a mega hangover. She was not doing well and you could tell that very much, after the first quarter of the game, her comrades began not to play her anymore because she screwed up every shot. They only narrowly won the game, but the mood in the dressing room was depressed. Nobody talked to Johanna, she didn't care and that was even worse. When everyone had changed, the trainer intercepted Johanna in front of the door.

"What a shitty performance that was!" He said pissed off. "Nothing!" Said Johanna flippantly and hurried past him. "I smell that ..." her trainer sniffed at her as she tried to get past him and held her tight. "Tell me, did you drink?" He asked, anger in his voice. "And if! It's my birthday!", She said and blushed.

"Then I have the perfect present for you! One-to-one training with Timo! 7 am tomorrow morning!" "What !?!" Johanna called and her jaw dropped. "Tomorrow is Sunday and after a game we never have any training !!!!", she said angrily and looked angry at her coach with her green eyes. "That's right, the others can sleep in tomorrow and you get individual training! And if you say one more word THEN YOU'RE FLYING OUT!" He roared the last words. Johanna flinched and glared at him. "OK!", She said a bit more meekly, turned around and left.


The next morning, Johanna was standing in front of the gym entrance at exactly seven o'clock, saw that the light was on and tried to pull on the door. When she stepped into the corridor where the changing rooms were, Timo stuck his head out of the trainer's office. "Tomorrow!" He greeted curtly. "Tomorrow! I'm sorry you had to get up so early!" Said Johanna meekly and looked at the floor. Timo shrugged his shoulders.

"Go get changed!" She nodded and disappeared into the locker room. A few minutes later she stepped into the hall. There was a dribble training set up and an obstacle course to the goal. "Warm up for five minutes!" Timo suddenly ordered next to her and Johanna was startled, nodded and started to warm up. Meanwhile watch as Timo set up a horizontal bar and in front of it let the rings from the ceiling. She thought nothing of it and kept walking until Timo whistled and she went to him, "So first twenty minutes of dribble training, then shot at goal with announcement!" Johanna sighed and started, the dribbling went flawlessly but at the goal she messed up almost every popular shot. Timo stood on the edge, whistled and waved her over. "That sucked!" He says, looking grim. Johanna looked embarrassed at the floor. "You were once one of our best players! What's wrong with you?"

Johanna shrugged her shoulders and didn't dare to look Timo in the face. "We're doing strength training now, come on!" He asked and led her to the rings and the horizontal bar. He handed her a pair of gymnastic cuffs, pointed to the rings, and just said, "Put on and tighten!" Johanna looked at the rings skeptically. "And take off your shoes and socks!" He added. "Why?" Asked Johanna, now a little confused. Timo looked at her and said: "The gymnastics equipment is only used barefoot or with slippers, because I don't think you have slippers ..." Johanna found this plausible and took off her shoes and socks, went barefoot to the rings and first made the cuffs tightly on the rings and then attached them to her wrists. The rings hung about level with her head. Timo just nodded, went to the wall and pulled the rings up until Johanna was just standing on her tiptoe. "Now please put your feet on the horizontal bar!" He instructed her and pointed to the horizontal bar. Johanna didn't know what kind of strength training she should do now, but put her feet on the bar. Timo went to her feet and pushed them apart a little to also fix them with cuffs. "Hey what's that supposed to be!", Johanna complained briefly but without resisting. Timo ignored her and said: "So, now I'll pull the bar back so far that you can make a flight prop!". "A what?" Asked Johanna and looked a little confused.

"You work with your body weight, that means instead of pushing yourself up like with push-ups you pull yourself up here!". Johanna understood now, Timo pulled the horizontal bar a little so that Johanna almost hovered horizontally. "Ten pieces for the beginning." And she started, it was harder than she had thought and after the fourth time she let herself fall down moaning. "I can't anymore!" She gasped and looked at Timo. This one grinned. "Good! Then I'll help a little!". With these words he dived under Johanna and knelt under her. "Are you sure you can't go on anymore?". "I'm fixated and everyone! What ... what are you doing?", She asked and tried to get Timo into her field of vision. Without saying anything further, Timo reached Johanna in the sides, she gave a startled screeching and pulled herself up a bit.

"You can do that better!" Said Timo and began to let his fingers wander over her sides like spiders. Johanna couldn't answer, she immediately started laughing and wriggled like a fish out of water. She couldn't believe it, tickle why, of all things, tickle! She had often been the victim of her team, but there it was briefly annoying because she is so ticklish and her comrades found it simply funny to annoy them with it.

 "What's going on Johanna? The training is only starting now!" Said Timo and let his hands wander on the now bare pages. The t-shirt kept sliding up from the fidgeting. "STOHOPP!" She screamed when Timo let his fingers dance on her hipbone. And Timo actually stopped, got up and walked around her to her feet. "No, no, no, please don't your feet ...", she got no further, because Timo dug all ten fingers into her small, sensitive soles. Johanna opened her eyes and screamed, laughing. Her hair had come loose from her braid and was just flying around, she kept pulling herself up laughing to somehow escape the feeling of those tickling fingers. Her toes spread apart and gave Timo the chance to tackle the spaces in between. When he did that, she pulled herself convulsively up to the rings and only let go when Timo left her toes alone. Suddenly it was over, completely exhausted and with her strength at the end Johanna was hanging on the rings. "That was even twenty!" Said Timo and swiftly brushed his bare soles up, Johanna immediately winced and giggled. Timo released her and put her carefully on the mat. "Are you going to a game or training session again drunk?" Johanna only shook her head weakly. "Well, come on then! I'll drive you home!" And at the words it tingled in Johanna's stomach, a reaction that only made her nod shyly. Timo helped her up and the two went to change. "Oh Johanna!" "Yes?". "Today stays between us!", Timo said in a friendly manner and winked at her cheekily. Johanna nodded, blushed, and went quickly into the cabin. She leaned against the door and looked back on what she had experienced. She smiled when she thought of the feeling that Timo had triggered in her. Slowly she got up and changed.