It was a cool day at the beach and you were spending your time like any teenager, just disturbing the peace. From the wide array of pranks and shenanigans, it was an entertaining day. The day was winding down and your group of friends were trying to brainstorm some ideas on what to do. Cruising the pier's boardwalk, you see a woman modeling in front of a camera that she could trigger herself. Your buddy says to play along and you guys rush her stealing the camera.
"HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING" she shouted as your buddies were basically playing monkey in the middle. They eventually pass the camera to you but your butter fingers fumble it and you scurry to pick it back up. The woman begins closing in and your friends seeing you in trouble decide to run away.
So there you are, all alone with this woman and her camera. You give a smile and a sorry but she doesn't seem like she's in the mood to hear it.
She was a blonde woman with a black beret, black tank top, jeans, yet no shoe wear.
You put the camera down and try to dash but you trip due to the unevenness of the pier and end up hurting your leg. You manage to get up and limp but collapse onto a bench because of the pain. You're wincing in pain and see her walking towards you. You put your hands up and close your eyes asking for forgiveness but she slaps your hands away.
"Listen here you little turd, what gives you the right to just mess with peoples stuff. Making it as model is hard enough and you punks are only adding fuel to the fire"
You think shes done so you say sorry and try to limp away but she grabs your shoulder and launching you back onto the bench.
Melanie sidekicked your face and held it there. You inhaled her scent and oddly enough it was pleasant. She then began to kick your face around some more with some hook, crescent, and roundhouse kicks. You whimper as she beats the tar out of you.
"Had enough, did you learn your lesson?!" Melanie said panting from the exercise she just engaged in.
"Well you're not done yet pal" she said stomping your groin. She twisted and the pain/pleasure was grand. Next she grabbed your wrists and front kicked your face. Her foot cocked your head back and her sole covered your face. You struggled then she relented. She grabbed your groin when caved your knees inward. "Go Home. Hope you learned your lesson". She then shoved you in a direction.
You blurt out thank you ma'am and she says, "Don't call me ma'am Im not old you punk".
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