Yes

With my knees practically knocking together, she took my hoodie above my hidden breasts and over my head. This really was happening and I was going down without a fight. My legs had lost all their strength and I felt faint. A kaleidoscope of thoughts raced through my mind, but I couldn’t catch them.

Nikki brought her body closer to mind and began fumbling with the spiked belt on my jeans. My mouth fell open as it came away and she uncoiled it through the loops. My jeans had been loosened and I could feel them threatening to sink down to my hips.

A sigh escaped my lips, But when she laid her hands on my black t-shirt to expose me I snapped out of my trance and grabbed her hands.

I let out a scream and charged into her and pushed her over. “Fuck you, Nikki.”

I tried wrestling with her white coat and got it over her shoulders and over her arms. Her face turned to one of shock. She thought she had me but she didn’t.

“You’re not treating me like this. You want to fight? Fine!”

She scrambled away and licked her lips. I went for her again. My courage was restored and I was determined to beat her down.

I smacked her upside the head. It staggered her and she fell back on her ass, dazed. I kept up the attack, driving her towards the pond. It did come to my mind. I could end this right here with one big push.

I drove towards her looking for that one big opening. This time she easily turned me over. Now she was on top of me, my momentary I was on my back fighting to prevent myself being exposed again.

“So you do like strip wrestling?” Nikki laughed at me. “Looks like you almost got me.”