DeliciousMaiden
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"Three...Two...One!"
The count down went far quicker than she had thought it would. She could hear Glen setting off after her and gave a soft squeal and dodged around the bushes and then changed direction to seek out the cover she knew was essential. If it came down to a direct sprint, he would be sure to catch her almost straight away. She heard him gaining on her and cut through the undergrowth, intending to keep him guessing and to prevent him from having a clear run to catch up with her.
For long moments her strategy worked, so much so that she thought she had lost him as she followed a circuitous path in the darkness. The sudden materialisation of Glen in her path drew a squeal from her as he blocked her way and began to advance upon her. With a quick check of the area, Claire decided to aim for the edge of the woodland, which was surely within sprinting distance? But try as she might, he gained on her and although she got close, but found herself caught up, her instinct making her fight him in an attempt to evade his grip. Helplessly she squirmed in his grip and found herself pinned against a tree as she struggled to regain her breath, her eyes locking with Glen's though gratified that he too sounded as out of breath as her.
"Glennnn... no .... !"
She was laughing through her protests as his hand moved to begin to tickle her. He was way too good at it and all she could do was wriggle with more and more urgency as he meted out that sweet torture.
"Gotcha!"
Glen was triumphant, his hands all too easily finding those sensitive areas making her body jolt and twist in a vain attempt to evade him. Yet she was laughing and squealing and still trying to pull free even though she knew she was truly at Glen's mercy!
The count down went far quicker than she had thought it would. She could hear Glen setting off after her and gave a soft squeal and dodged around the bushes and then changed direction to seek out the cover she knew was essential. If it came down to a direct sprint, he would be sure to catch her almost straight away. She heard him gaining on her and cut through the undergrowth, intending to keep him guessing and to prevent him from having a clear run to catch up with her.
For long moments her strategy worked, so much so that she thought she had lost him as she followed a circuitous path in the darkness. The sudden materialisation of Glen in her path drew a squeal from her as he blocked her way and began to advance upon her. With a quick check of the area, Claire decided to aim for the edge of the woodland, which was surely within sprinting distance? But try as she might, he gained on her and although she got close, but found herself caught up, her instinct making her fight him in an attempt to evade his grip. Helplessly she squirmed in his grip and found herself pinned against a tree as she struggled to regain her breath, her eyes locking with Glen's though gratified that he too sounded as out of breath as her.
"Glennnn... no .... !"
She was laughing through her protests as his hand moved to begin to tickle her. He was way too good at it and all she could do was wriggle with more and more urgency as he meted out that sweet torture.
"Gotcha!"
Glen was triumphant, his hands all too easily finding those sensitive areas making her body jolt and twist in a vain attempt to evade him. Yet she was laughing and squealing and still trying to pull free even though she knew she was truly at Glen's mercy!