A Kiss

Not feeling particularly brave enough to take off any more clothing in front of this crowd, Misty looked at them for a moment, before coming to a decision. "Okay, if you win, I'll kiss any member of this crowd that you choose."

Ash seemed to think about it for a moment, also scanning the crowd around them, several of the men suddenly starting to bustle forwards a little. "Okay," she said slowly, "but if my shirt is on the line it's got to be a proper kiss. Thirty seconds, with tongue."

Misty's eyes focused on a couple of the less attractive members of the crowd, suddenly beginning to regret her suggestion, but finally relented. "Okay, deal." She replied.

The terms agreed, the two girls booted up their battle screens again and the match was on, watched with eager anticipation from the crowd.