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Chapter 11 by Slutnutz

Which way to go?

The alley

Knowning the layout of the streets, the alley runs parrell with the street, you would just have to follow the Alley for about 5-10 minutes then you will come up behind the gym, and could easily dash through the carpark and get to the main entrance.

You quicky glance left and right, making sure no one is looking before making a quick dash to the alley entrance.

The alley was lined with garabage bins and water. Fortunatly the alley doesnt have alot of open windows onto it as you walk edge down the alley. After a minute or two you feel more confident now, positive you will make it to the gym before anyone spots you. You start walking down the alley more casully now. The cool air keeps your nipples erect, and sends a chill through your body.

Finally you get to your first challenge. The side road interupts the alleyway path, you will have to run across the middle of the street. You edge to the street and glance out, and realize the street is quite busy, quite a few cars going back and forth.

You glance back down the alley then back out agian. You take a deep breath, waiting for a break in the traffic before dashing out into the street and across.

At first you think your going to be fine, but suddenly horns blare around you as people stop and watch your run across the street. A few guys yell "Hey baby where you going!, Hey why not stop and show it all".

You hold your breasts with both hands to stop them from bouncing around as you dash across, quickly entering the alley again. You dont stop how ever and quickly job to a large grabage bin. You crouch down behind it, hovering over a large pile of smelly rages as you catch your breath.

"Hey where did she go" you hear coming from the alley entrance. You lower yourself onto the rags and sit quietly trying to be as quiet as possible.

"damn it she is fast. Properly some high school prank" said one voice. "Yeah but damn she was hot" said the other voice.

The voices move away and you let out a sigh of realive, but gasp as the rags underneath you move.

Is it a homeless man, just old rags or?

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