Rush her right now, take her by surprise!

You watch her coming towards you, waiting for your decision, and you make like you're turning things over in your mind. You doubt she buys it - you're a terrible actor - but she still comes, prowling, slinking towards you with the fake dick of her racket handle jutting out from between her legs. With her skirt being lifted in the middle you can see the smooth skin of her inner thighs and your prick subtly starts to awaken.

It's the ****, you tell yourself, making you ever-ready to fuck, making even the sight of a bare thigh arousing beyond the most lurid pornography that you've seen. But there's something else now too, the thought that you can beat whoever Rose throws at you - and that when you do you'll be able to do whatever you want with them. It's arrogance, and you try to crush it so you don't get cocky - but fuck yeah, you'd like to flip that tiny white skirt up and plunge your rock-hard shaft into what you imagine must be a perfect, tight pink pussy.

She's close now.

"Well, boy?"

Too close.

You surge to your feet, only vaguely noticing that the towel is almost hooked onto your half-hard member, and slam into her, knocking her off her feet. You both go tumbling, over one of the low benches and into a heap on the floor.