Faith 2: Faith recovers from her run while the girls battle for her attention

Faith flipped onto her back to catch her breath for a few seconds. She brushed her fiery mane out of her face and started fixing it. The redhead opened her eyes and saw… Everyone else looming over her!

“Ahh!” Faith shrieked, not knowing that she was still the center of attention. She slapped her arms over her barely contained cleavage. Faith was playing a dangerous game by horizontally lying down in a see-through half cup bra after she just did a somersault.

Sophie had a mischievous little grin, but skipped over to the couch to peek at the cards and assess if Faith won. She pulled up her pants as she went, or from Faith’s laid out perspective, pulled down.

Lucy kept looking back and forth from Sophie to Faith, with pink cheeks and her mouth covered. She was quietly giggling.

Mia was staring a hole directly into Faith’s crotch like she’d seen a ghost.

“Damn Mia are you okay? There’s nothing to worry about,” said Faith while she started sitting up, “My gynecologist assures me the exorcist got rid of all hauntings… down… there…” Faith’s confident banter slowed to a crawl as she sat up and saw what Mia was currently staring at. Not only was she spread eagle, her legs were nearly doing the splits! Faith squealed and covered her crotch, slamming her legs together with simultaneous thigh, calf, and foot clap.

“D-did you borrow those?” mumbled Mia.

“You won! Bonus cards, get over here!” yelled Sophie as she hopped with joy over to the ottoman and sat down. She held her pants the whole way like she was a dancing kangaroo, but settled in like a normal human once she got to her seat.

“Yeah! What’d you get!?” Lucy announced, and zipped over to the left side of the couch.

Faith stood up as the pink-haired and brunette nerds started chanting “Bo- Nus- Cards- Bo- Nus- Cards.”

Faith brushed herself off, fixed a major wedgie that the skidding through the grass had caused, and felt a minor issue after all of her tumbling.

“Faith, where’d you get those?” asked Mia.

Faith’s right stocking was detached, scrunching all the way down to below her knee. She ignored Mia and pulled it up, reclipping it in the back and finding out her front garter belt clip had snapped off. In back she was relatively symmetrical, but up front her black sheer stockings were clipped at a normal couple inches down on her left, and unclipped drooping down to halfway down her milky pale thigh on her right.

With the distraction of her partially ruined clothing and all the chanting coming from Lucy and Sophie, Faith didn’t hear Mia. Faith followed the chants to the couch and sat down in the middle.

“Bo. Nus. Cards! Bo. Nus. Cards! Yeeeeeeeah!” both Lucy and Sophie cheered together.

Faith got caught up in it all, celebrating her win with the others, and just leaned forward to read her bonus card options. The nerds quieted down as Faith read them aloud, “Fray the Fabric of Time,” “Ghostly Grasper,” and “Burden Bestowal.”

Mia rounded the couch, stumbled a bit, and almost face-planted into the coffee table. She stabilized herself and said, “Faith, those pantievv- wawre mime.”

Sophie had pounced off the ottoman and covered Mia’s mouth from behind. Sophie gave her a look, and Lucy jumped into action as well, leaning forward to point at each card and discuss their titles quietly with Faith, diverting her attention. “Ghostly Grasper? What do you think that means?” asked Lucy.

“Shut it, Mia. You’re gonna blow this whole thing,” whispered Sophie as she dragged the struggling blonde out of Faith’s peripheral.

Faith could tell those two were roughhousing for some reason, but didn’t want Sophie’s antics to distract her from making the right tactical choice in the game at this very moment.

So, Lucy and Faith continued talking over strategy. Faith still sat on the couch in her white cotton panties and purple semi-sheer half cup bra as if it were the most normal outfit in the world.

Meanwhile behind the couch, Mia was trying to break free from Sophie’s grasp as Sophie’s jeans started tumbling down.