And Advantage. Game over. Kyle felt as if he may be sick out of anxiety, but he was also somewhat excited. Sasha looked at him with an evil sadistic grin, "alright babes, you know the deal. Bet you wish you never bet against me now" she said mockingly. She sat down on the sofa and stretched her arms, pretending to yarn, you stood, gormless, staring at her in shock over the situation. After 5 seconds, she looked at you fed up, "are you not getting the hint, come here!" You walked lifelessly towards her and you sat on the couch next to her, to her right. You slowly inched towards her pit as she laid stretched out over the couch and at that moment she pounced on you, knocking you on over on the couch, she laid on top of you with her armpit right in your face. "Sniff it, bitch!" she said authoritatively. You breathed in the sour vinegar stench through your nose.
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