A devilish offer

The two undressed girls stumbled over each other as they clambered out of their tight hiding spot. When they eventually got out, Lucy held her button-up shirt closed while Vivian hid behind her.

"Well, well, well, see what I said?" Kate announced cockily, "You two never stood a chance!"

Vivian was unusually quiet due to recent events. Lucy was too embarrassed to retort.

Cassy spoke up, "Still, it is sad that Lucy had to make them both lose. She just couldn't hold herself back."

"It's not my fault. The gremlin was trying to strip me!" Lucy, finding her voice, responded. "Ouch!" Vivian evidently didn't appreciate being called a gremlin because she had retaliated by biting Lucy's shoulder.

"Did you just bite me!?" Lucy tried to shake the redhead from behind her, but it proved impossible since she refused to move her hands. The short girl took the opportunity to wrap her arms and legs around Lucy, grabbing at her shirt.

Kate and Cassy watched as the scene unfolded before them, plotting amongst themselves. The two losers ultimately fell to the ground, Lucy struggling to get out from Vivian.

"Alright, that's enough," shouted Kate. Lucy and Vivian froze. "It's our job to decide the fate of your clothes."

"But seeing how poorly you two get along, we decided to make you a generous offer," Cassy continued.

"What kind of offer?" Lucy asked tepidly.

"Do a little streaking for us, and we'll give you your clothes back," answered Kate.

Vivian looked a bit perplexed, "That's all? Seems kinda easy."

"Well," Cassy said, "we'll only give them back to the fastest streaker."

Lucy and Vivian finally realized what the offer meant. They would have to fight each other if they wanted out.

While tempting, it was still the middle of the day. Both girls already felt uncomfortable in the empty diner, so neither was particularly interested in streaking.

Maybe streaking could be worth getting one up on the other, plus the comfort of clothing. Though, Lucy still felt guilty about the whole graduation incident. And while Vivian did want ****, the lingering afterglow from moments ago made her question what she truly wanted.