The Loser

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I rejoined them with my hair looking slightly disheveled but other than that, none the worse for wear. Except filled with utter defeat. “Did you see the ride?” One of his buddies asked me. Lips tight and arms crossed over my chest I nodded. “I saw enough.” “To know you lost?” One danced backward. Pointing and taunting. I picked up a pebble and pinged it off his forehead. He paused to frown. Grumbling as he rubbed the tiny pink welt. “Anything more to say?” I gave them all a challenging look. “Oh, yeah…” Eric stepped forward. Giving me a long look from head to toe. “I got all kinds of things to say to my slave for a weak.” “What do you want me to do?” I rolled my eyes as I held my hand out for his helmet. He slapped his hand in and mockingly shook it while he grinned at me. “Not

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