Take the long way home

You were in the middle of a run and you recently had your sock in your mouth, so going home to freshen up is the first thing on your mind. Not wanting to waste any time, you start jogging back toward campus. The watch remains firmly in your right hand as you don't want to even risk dropping it or losing it. Up ahead across the street, you notice a pair of girls walking. Eyes firmly glued to their rear ends, your imagination starts to wander. And then it hits you: Use the watch!

Once you've almost caught up with them, you stop time. With the world frozen, you cross the street and walk up behind the two ladies. They appear to be in mid-conversation with the shorter blonde looking up at the taller redhead. They are wearing roughly matching outfits. Both are wearing tight black shorts that show off shapely rears and both have shirts in the shade of maroon that is the school's primary color. Walking around to their front side, you notice that the shirts are of slightly different design, but both feature logos of the university's volleyball team. You vaguely remember some announcement about a big game today for the women's volleyball team.

With time stopped, you stand in front of them and just stare for a moment. The blonde has her mouth halfway open, but it doesn't detract from her naturally beautiful features in your view. Her shoulder-length hair is tucked behind her ears, framing her face, and her big blue eyes almost sparkle as she must have really been into whatever conversation she and her friend are having. Those eyes don't hold your focus for long though as your gaze travels lower. A pair of large breasts stands out perkily on her small frame. It's not a revealing shirt by any means, but it's tight enough that you can just make out the bumps of her nipples poking through. You look over and compare with her taller friend who has almost no chest to speak of. The redhead is a little more plain in appearance overall. You caught her mid-blink when time froze so it's almost as if she is sleepwalking. She has her hair in a single braid that goes most of the way down her back. A few freckles dot her pale skin. Her best feature would have to be her legs, long and toned.

You can't help but feel a little awkward in the absurdity of the moment, standing here out in the open gawking at these two girls chatting on a sidewalk. This is probably as long as you've looked at any girl in your life without being told to get lost or having a weirded-out glare turned your direction. That reminds you to check the watch and thankfully, you have only used up a couple minutes of power with your daydreaming. You could afford to spend some more time with these two, or you could move on.