Rosalyn has a choice

The two women worked the game so hard that the triggers on the arcade guns began to wear. Mackenzie noticed that more of Rosalyn’s skin was showing progressively. Was she sliding down the panties? Was she rolling up her shirt? Was she even aware of her action? Mackenzie tried even harder to beat her new friend. They had just made the checkpoint when the scores showed and the continue icon appeared.

Rosalyn read and compared the two’s scores. By just five points, Mackenzie won the round. “God dammit.” Rosalyn said quiet enough only for she and Mackenzie to hear.

“What?”inquired Mack too busy fumbling with coins to see, “Out of coins, I got plenty.” She looked up at the screen. She didn’t know whether to be relieved or feel sorry for her opponent. Well a bet is a bet. “Well I guess it’s either your shirt or your panties.”

“Yep.” She the shirt over her head, showing off a rather fine bust behind a dark bra. She slotted two more quarters and raised the gun. Mackenzie followed her lead. The next segment started. The same competitive glare appeared in both their eyes.