...is a joker!"

"What, you mean she gets into fights with Batman?" I asked, hoping the joke would break the sexual tension.

"Not really." Sarah replied sheepishly.

The hand groping my breast pulled away. Amy reached down with her other hand, and I knew there was only one thing she could be grabbing. My satchel.

"Gotchurebag!" she exclaimed as she dodged around me and began to run.

Time seemed to slow as I turned around to follow her. One of her arms pumped forwards as she ran, while the one holding the satchel went backwards. I reached out my hand in a **** attempt to grab it, but my hand came away holding...