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“Is she messing with us?”
    “Dunno” taking the short distance, as her backside comes into view. Seeing her turn to them with a bright smile is short lived, as they see the plethora of men standing around her. One being that asshole Craig.
    “All done?” Closing the distance, as they look over her shoulder.
    “Yea”
    “Pay them no mind, this way” Waving them to follow, but its hard not paying attention to them. They seem to be watching her like a hawk, giving the twins the urge to blacken their eyes from her view.


    “Okay so you’ll start here” Stopping at what looks like a course for kids. Laughing they can’t believe she really wants them to do this. Returning to his arrogant ways, Owen challenges her.
    “I’ll tell you what. I’ll make you a deal” Sliding her hands into tight back pockets, making her front more defined.
    “I’m Listening” Cocking his head to the side. Never being the one to turn down a challenge. Her proposal is they can watch her work out, while they sit around doing nothing. The idea of her bending and sweating, waters mouths.


    “Deal” Shaking her hand. A little teasing on Owens part, before she shows them what they have to do. Its easy enough. They’ve done this kind of thing before, and it proved to be no more difficult then breathing. Yelling to a man he takes off, coming back with weight vests. Handing one to each of them, slipping them on. Getting rid of most the guys, two stick around. Our big mouths get us into trouble when she says she’s not done. Disappearing into the trailer, returning with two off white shirts, that stick of something dead.


    “What the hell is that smell?” Holding the shirt as far away from our noses.
    “This is your motivation” Chuckling as we slip the shirts over the vests. Were stupid enough to ask what for, only to find out we have to compete against someone else. Or something…. Her loud whistle as she calls for a Titan and Zeus. We were expecting two rock sized men, to come out of the trailer. Instead we see two powerful looking dogs, and not just a little golden retriever. A Rottweiler and a German Sheppard. Their loud barks and snapping of jaws, make us think Riae has finally snapped at all our messing with her.


    Patting the dogs, they settle right down. Licking her face and whining for her attention. Explaining the dogs are going to be chasing us, we gulp. Owen having a problem with the Sheppard while Van is getting a death stair from the Rottie. We don’t see how we can finish the course with two dogs hot on our heels, when she explains that the dogs wont be released till the end.


    “After the course what’s the point in that?” Owen keeping a good eye on the Sheppard. Again she chuckles as she tell us we need to run the whole perminator of the junk yard, while her mutts chase after us.
    “This is insane” Throwing his hands up. Agreeing with his brother, Owen isn’t sure what to make of this work out. Walking to the start they wait, the thought of seeing her working out leading them to do this crazy challenge.


    “GO!” Clicking the stop watch, as they stomp threw the tires. A guy yelling something about Forest, only to laugh with another guy. The barking dogs in the background, making their blood spike. Thinking she might release them early just to get a laugh, they run the course faster.
    “COME ON MOVE YOUR ASSES” Her screaming words as they drop the heavy tires on the white chalk X. Knocking the dummies down is proving to be harder, their already loosing momentum. The dummy down the earth cracking words of her ring threw their ears, looking behind them as dogs barrel after them. Their snarls and barks as the move quicker then the twin, running around the cars. Pushing themselves over the top of a truck and around another car. Dodging the small sharp edges, as the heavy paws behind them drive them to go faster.


    “Shit” Van growls running up the front of an old beetle, before smashing to the ground. Owen is having his own problems, as the German Sheppard is convinced he’s going to get his shirt.
    “COME ON PUT YOUR ASSES IN GEAR” Her loud voice, reminding them of the bet they made. So glad they wore running sneakers, as the dirt under their feet kicks up dust and small rocks. The sweet sound of.

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