Specialty Gaming

It really didn't surprise me that Gizzy was a gamer. "Lessee...what'cha got here?" Gizzy mumbled, bent over with her butt facing me. I couldn't tell if she was teasing or geninuely looking over my video game collection. I suppose she could just bend her knees...and she wasn't Mams...so she was probably being a sneak.

Pouting, Gizzy looked back at me. "You don't have a lot of multiplayer games, Skaz," she noted with a look of disappointment. I shrugged. "I don't have a lot of people over who like to play." Clicking her tongue, Gizzy waved a finger at me. "That's changin' ASAP, got it, John?" she said with mock sterness.

Plucking a game from the shelf, she tossed it to me. "Got a proposition for ya, Skaz," Gizzy said. "The levels in that game are timed. We both play that level. Whoever gets the better time gets...a prize." Hmm.

Grinning, I poked her button nose. "A prize...? Or does the loser service the winner?" I teased. Blushing, Gizzy let out a giggle. "Well, if you're offerin', who am I to refuse?" This could be interesting... But how do I compare to Gizzy?