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    Mud Wrestling

    “Hey girls don’t forget we need ideas to raise money for prom. Any of you have any?” Madison asked her squad.

     

    “Wet t-shirt contest?” Sherri suggested.

     

    “Nah, to unoriginal. We need something… that nobody has done before. And something that will totally show of my hot body to all the guys.”

     

    “Ew like we don’t see enough of your skin in that tart uniform.” Ashley said as she came up behind them.

     

    “Davies, I am really not in the mood to bitch slap you today.”

     

    “Aw Spence, she isn’t in the mood. I’m sure I can make you change your mind.” The blonde was smiling, shaking her head at her girlfriend.

     

    “You know what would be so hot?” Aiden said from nowhere.

     

    “We are not stripping.” Madison confirmed.

     

    “As hot as that would be, I didn’t think you would.” He mocked. The squad, Spencer and Ashley were looking at him waiting for him to continue. He had his eyes closed, looking up to the sky in a world of his own. A slap on the shoulder brought him out of his daze and he looked around all the girls staring at him. “Mud wrestling.”

     

    “What?”

     

    “Come on, it would be the perfect chance for all you girls to fight Madison and not get kicked of the squad. And Ash, you covered in mud…” He closed his eyes again.

     

    “Oi!”

     

    “Sorry Spence.” He grimaced. “But you know it’d be hot.”

     

    “That’s true.”

     

    “Spence…” Ashley warned whiningly.

     

    Spencer smirked and leaned down to whisper in Ashley’s ear, “I’ll wash the mud off for you.” And then licked the shell of it.

     

    “I-I’m in.” Ashley squeaked.

     

    “I never said I was doing it.” Madison quirked up.

     

    “Come on Madison, all the guys will love it and the more guys that turn up the more money we get.” Sherri said convincingly.

     

    Madison gave it a once over. “Ok. But I’m not having her hands all over me.” She pointed to Ashley.

     

    “Trust me, I don’t wanna catch anything.” The Latina gave a fake chuckle before heading off to class, her lapdogs following closely behind.

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