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A clear win for Rosalyn
Although Mackenzie was a normally a talented dancer she knew she was in trouble as soon as the music started and she had to start placing her feet in the indicated positions. The little delays caused by her body's reluctance to be exposed, meant she was falling behind, and she knew it. From the way Rosalyn had looked her over before they started, and the gestures she had made while remarking, with a smirk "Soon these will all be mine" Mackenzie was distracted by the thoughts of Rosalyn's hands on her body and the further she fell behind the more she wanted to cover herself.
Meanwhile Rosalyn, fully dressed again, and flaunting the difference in their states was clocking up a very solid score. She was not a natural dancer, stomping ungracefully though the moves, but she had played the dance game a lot, and was playing to win.
Finally, to Mackenzie's relief, the music stopped, and she was able to cover herself as best she could, even though her crushing defeat at dance was humiliating she was simply relieved it was over. Her relief was short lived, as Rosalyn scooped up Mackenzie's clothes and stuffed them in her back pack, saying "These are mine now", and with a big grin she added "and now ... time for forfeits!".
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