"Like this." Haylie came closer to Aika and took her hands, moving them on the ball to have one on the side and one underneath. "When you release, you roll it off your fingers, like this." Demonstrating with her own empty hand, Haylie glanced up at Aika's face to see if she was getting it. She grinned.
"Alright, all you. Do me proud." Leaning forward, Haylie braced her hands on her knees and bunched her basketball shorts into her hands. It was an old habit she'd done as a boy that dried the sweat off her palms. Haylie was a little perturbed to find that her shorts didn't reach all the way to her knees. She settled instead for just leaning forward with hands braced and watched Aika. Perfect excuse to check her out.