Anna Kournikova Serving For Love

The euphoria of the win was still hovering over Anna Kournikova as she had advanced to a pro tennis tournament final, her opponent would be tough Lindsay Davenport, but with this feeling of victory, Anna thought she could win the match easily. “Good job,” came a voice from inside the private tennis player’s cove/locker room. Bridgette Wilson-Sampras had joined Anna in her locker room after leaving her husbands who had just lost his semi-final to Andre Agassi. Pete had blamed it on the line-judge and Bridgette didn’t want to mess with it. “I was thoroughly impressed with your backside.” “Hey. Aren’t you that woman married to Pete who was in that Billy something movie? And don’t you mean Backhand?” Anna’s voice turned on Bridgette completely and responded to Anna with a smile. “Yes, Miss Vaughn in Billy Madison is how people know me, and no I meant Backside. After a match like that, you think you got any energy left?”…

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Anna Kournikova, Capriati romantic lesbian relationship

Jennifer Capriati walks down the tunnel to the locker room, her head hung dejectedly after yet another loss. She mumbles to herself over and over again, “What’s happened to me?” Jen can’t seem to figure out why she seems to have lost the edge over the other players she had just a year ago. She reaches her locker and dejectedly flops down on the bench in front of the row of lockers provided for the player’s equipment. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she begins to undress. “I can’t let this get to me,” she repeats to herself, over and over. Wrapping a towel around herself, she heads for the shower room, replaying point after point in her mind, looking for a reason for her untimely loss. Jen turns the water on, adjusting the temperature, removes her towel and steps under the stream of hot water. As she begins to lather herself, the tears burst forth like…

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