You thrash and squirm desperately

As you look up she is laughing at you, and adjusting your hair, as if pinning you requires no effort at all. You’re incensed and find the strength to renew your struggle. You thrash, twist, and turn, until you finally dislodge her.

She’s too quick and powerful, though. She quickly throws herself across your body, wrapping an arm around the back of your neck. You continue to squirm, but she counters your every move, maintaining her balance so that the pressure of her weight held you helpless below her.

You hear her giggling as she realizes just how superior she is. The giggling makes you all the more angry and determined, but your efforts are useless. She keeps you pinned flat on your back, and you can tell she is enjoying herself and not even having to try.

“I almost feel bad for you,” she teases me, “You’re trying so hard, and yet I’m still kicking your butt. It’s kind of cute really.”

“So what’s it going to be. Are you ready to give it up already, or am I going to have to get rough with you.”