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>RD looks up to the sky, and now it's her turn to realize the sun is almost over the horizon.
>"Hey Dash!"
>She looks over her shoulder at you - Oh, wow, she's actually broken a sweat!
>You point ahead to a park-bench, off in the distance.
>"First to make it to that bench wins!"
>That smirk returns, despite herself. "Oh, yeah? And what do I get when I beat ya'?"
>"Double my pushups?"
>She doesn't even wait for you to finish. "Make it triple! You ready?"
>"Wait, what about--"
>"Oh, I think I know what you want - but you ain't gettin' it." Her grin gets wider. "You win, we take the day off, ready GO!"
>RD tears off ahead of you before you can answer - she's trying to look confident, but you can tell she's pushing herself now - looks like all that hanging back for you hasn't been doing so well for her; she's getting tired.
>Forcing yourself to move, you match pace with her, the bench getting closer and closer, and the distance between you closing.
>The only sounds in the world are the sound of your feet hitting pavement and your heart thudding in your ears.
>You're almost caught up to RD now - you're close enough to reach out and grab her ass.
>An idea hits you. You reach out and take a nice handful, giving it a firm squeeze.
>It IS soft! You knew it!
>RD yelps in surprise and stumbles for a second, letting you pull ahead.
>You're at your limit, but the bench is ALMOST in reach, just a few seconds more! All you have to do is--
>You suddenly feel a wind to your side, as RD blows past you, literally hurling herself onto the bench.
>Your legs decide to lose steam at that exact moment, and your run turns into a trudge, as you flop down next to her.
>She's breathing heavily and sweating, very red in the face.
>"Should... kick your ass... for that..." |
