Instinctively, Nancy threw herself upon the chain link fence, her long leather-clad legs straining as she hoisted herself closer and closer to bomb-riddled panda. "Wait!" Addidas called out. She grabbed Nancy's emaciated ankle. Nancy felt electricity course through her blood, up her legs, into her hotcake, at Addidas' touch. "The diffuser module!"
Addidas was right. They had to find the diffuser module. It was a basic panda-bomb tool, and she had forgotten it.
"There's one in the Bikini shop," Billi said. That way.
There was no time to lose. Addidas and Nancy ran, ran towards the bikini shop, their long arms pumping, their hair flowing like in a Mariah Carey video, their sinuous legs stretching gazelle-like across the pavement. Every time they ran, it was as if the world slowed down, as if time and gravity came together to assist their flawless breasts bounce up and down, up and down, up and down, slowly, as they ran.
When the reached the bikini shop, Nancy pounced. Her slow-moton sprint had given her all the power she needed to seamlessly soar into an airborne pivot, her right leg rising up, up - until her sexy crime fighting boot collided with the glass bikini shop door. The glass shattered, also in slow motion, as beautiful shimmering glass fell down upon them. Nancy landed, puma-like, amid the shower of glass.
"It's time for a little bikini shopping," she growled.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment