Going for a Run

“Well I’ll be going streaking.” The redhead said simply standing up. The rest of the group turned expectantly to Rae.

“Can it be neither?” The blonde tried to sound as innocent as possible.

“Nope. You gotta pick.” Marty said matter of factly.

“But I don’t wanna go streaking! That’s illegal!”

“Then come over here and bend over. I promise I’ll be gentle.” Marty shook the box of plugs.

“But I definitely don’t want to do that!” Rae batted her eyes. Too bad she was dealing with someone who wasn’t buying into her charms.

“You’ve got three options Blondie so listen up.” Marty’s voice was surprisingly stern as she set the box down forcefully. “You either follow Val and run your naked little ass down the street, come over her and spread your cheeks to get plugged in that virgin ass of yours, or you get dressed and leave.”

I waited with bated breath as the two girls stared each other down. The rest of the group also watched in eagerly to see which of the two petite coeds would cave first. Rae’s expression had shifted dramatically. Gone was the confused valley girl expression. It was replaced by a look of steely determination.

“Alright. Fine.”