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Chapter 15 by CaptainPulse CaptainPulse

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(Originally by Voltros)

Jennifer: Whatever you say. Anyway, the plan is for us to run from here to behind the mall, all the way around, and then back here.

Emma: Let’s just get this over with, please.

The two took off running.

Mila: Don’t worry guys, I’ll take good care of your trench coats!

(Mila) Wow, those two are insane, but I have to admit they do look great naked. I would never have the nerve to try something like that… in fact, maybe they’d like to stay naked longer than a ten-minute run. I can help them out with that.

Mila started the SUV and drove off. She told her that she wouldn’t go too far from the mall.

(Mila) I’ll just drive about five miles, circle around, and go back to pick them…

Before she could finish that thought the engine service light came on, and smoke started coming from under the hood. She pulled over to the side of the road.

Mila: What the heck? I just had this thing serviced last week!

She got out and shut the door. She walked to the front of the car but was stopped by a tug at her skirt.

Mila: What the…?

Her skirt was caught in the door. She pulled at it, but it wouldn’t budge. She tried to open the door but appeared to be jammed.

Mila: Maybe part of the skirt is jamming the door mechanism or something.

She started tugging harder when…

RRRRRIIIIIIPPPPP!

Her skirt couldn’t take the strain and ripped in half.

Mila: Oh crap, this was my favorite skirt!

She tries the door again, and this time it opened.

Mila: Freakin’ figures it would open after my skirt was destroyed.

She threw the useless piece of clothing in the SUV and closed the door again. She was starting to regret her choice of underwear.

Mila: It might have been a bad idea wearing a G-string.

She always thought her ass was her best feature, not that her breasts were something to be overlooked, either. She opened the hood and looked inside. Unfortunately for Mila, she didn’t know what to look for.

Mila: I wish I knew more about cars.

She closed the hood and was about to step away when she discovered the front of her shirt was caught.

Mila: Oh no not again!

She figured she would have better leverage if she took off her shirt first, so she slipped out of it and pulled. It had the same effects as with her skirt and ripped in half, causing her to fall flat on her ass.

Mila: Ouch!

She looked at the half of the shirt in her hand and the other half still in the hood.

Mila: I swear this car is trying to eat my clothes! At least my choice of bra was more modest. Now, what am I… the trench coats!

She ran to the door only to discover it was locked.

Mila: Oh crap, I must have locked it the last time I closed it! Where are my keys… of course, they’re still in the ignition! Think, Mila, what else is there? I can use my cell phone to… no I can’t because it’s also locked in. Shoot, shoot, shoot!

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