1. Dress Off: Sasha vs Tara (Part 1)


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    otherwise remained impassive, and simply stood back and seemed to wait for some signal. Tara noticed a red light over the door she'd come in from off the street, and the earpiece once again crackled into life. “Looking good Tara. I supposed it would be insulting to remind a woman of your intellect of such basic rules, but just remember that we'll be watching you at all times, and I'll be in your ear to keep you up to speed with the state of the game. Good luck, I suppose, for what it's worth. We'll give you your first clue once you're walking the streets of the city.” Tara closed her eyes, and visualised winning. She tried to visualise what that would mean, what consequence of her victory that Sasha would have to endure. She also tried – unsuccessfully – to block out what it would mean if Sasha beat her to five clues. The red light changed to green. Tara's eyes opened. She stepped forward, and the city streets and The Game consumed her. ******* Sasha's pace picked up as she walked towards the central business district. The Loaded Parrot was several blocks behind her now, back on the edge of one of the inner city suburbs. Several thoughts were competing in her head for attention, and right now she'd take the false feeling of making progress by getting to pretty much anywhere, over the very real concern that she'd made absolutely no progress on the first clue at all. Sasha fingered the earpiece nervously, and needlessly adjusted her red t-shirt. There was still nothing ...
    untoward about it, and the looks she was getting passers-by were the same innocent-enough looks that the beautiful Sasha Sinclair had received her entire life. But the earpiece was playing on her mind. The voice in the earpiece had given her the first clue only minutes after leaving The Loaded Parrot. “There is sporting enterprise in the original sin. Go to where you might fit in.” The man had already thrust a map of the city into her hand as she'd left, and now she was searching the map for anything that might offer an answer. It hadn't just been the clue that the earpiece had left her to ponder though. As the voice had signed off, it had finished with a simple warning. Unless she'd won the entire game, then the next time Sasha heard from the voice, it would mean that she'd been penalised, or Tara had found a clue. Either way, that wouldn't be good for Sasha. It had been then that the enormity of just what she was part of finally struck home. Sasha was out on the streets of her city, in an outfit that was – for lack of a better phrase – booby trapped. Right now, her nemesis was out there, maybe already with the first clue figured out, heading towards wherever the next clue was hidden. Maybe Sasha was only moments away from hearing a voice in her ear, a voice that would mean that Sasha was about to suffer some unknown, unwanted embarrassment. Losing was not an option. Not. An. Option. What did the clue mean? Where was she supposed to go? As Sasha walked past the pedestrians on the ...
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