Stand Her Ground

Hannah decided that she couldn’t run. What good would it do? Sooner or later she would have to confront Nikki for real. Plus, she had the urge to do it deep down. There was still some unfinished business to handle.

“Hey,” said Nikki.

I gulped and gave her the same greeting back. It seemed very unlike Nikki, almost dangerously calm.

“Look, Nikki, I don’t want to fight you again,” I said.

She jutted her jaw out. “I know you don’t because I’d kick your ass if we did.”

My nostrils flared. Was she really that arrogant to think that after I stripped her to her undies? I wanted to kick her ass there and then. Maybe I could jump her and throw her in the pond?

My devious plan melted away when she moved away from the pond again. I was convinced that she knew what I was thinking.

“I let you win last time. Don’t think that I couldn’t take you down.”

I laughed in her face. What an absurd admission! Nikki never struck me as a teen who dreamed of public nudity. This is exactly why I hated her.

My nervous laugh wasn’t one I was sure I could back up, but I had to try. I couldn’t let her win. I wouldn’t let her win. She was moving towards me and the cocky grin evaporated from my face. Something was going to happen.

“You think I couldn’t destroy you if I wanted to?”

I opened my mouth to speak and that’s when she grabbed my arm. With a quickness that I never saw coming, she twisted it behind my back and tripped me. I landed on my front, with the wind knocked out of me. Nikki made me cry out as she cranked back on my arm. Then she released the pressure.

Nikki finally got off my back and allowed me to clamber back to my feet again. Dominated like I was nothing, I was worried.

“See. I let you strip me because I wanted you to strip me. It turns me on, being taken out of my clothes. And judging by those nipples of yours I think you liked it too.”

I blushed at that. I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t say anything...to that.

Now I knew it to be true. Nikki had let me strip her. Just how quickly she’d turned the tables on me showed that. My pulse was racing, yet I still believed. If it turned her on, I would finish the job I’d started last time.

Nikki crept towards me again, until she was less than an arm’s reach away. I recoiled from her, fear overtaking me.

“Do you want to strip wrestle, Hannah?” she asked.