"Well ... hot," he stammered, back on uncertain ground. "But all girls look hotter with a board. It's a proven fact. Ask anyone."I tried to pick up th...e rescue board, failing miserably. I managed to get one end of it to waist height with knees wobbling and back bent awkwardly. He watched me with a smile. "And there's the exception that proves the rule," he laughed. "Let me carry it, Belinda. You can just walk in front and look hot without a board." I already knew he fancied me, but I still felt. “Please meet Ken, he will be our unfortunate victim for today.” she said, as I was displayed for all of them to see. “Now we have a choice of five different ways to dress up Ken, The first is a schoolgirl.” A schoolgirl? I thought, no. “The second a businesswoman, the third …a bridesmaid.” Me, wear a bridesmaid dress? I could never live it down. “Fourth, a sexy tart, and finally fifth, a milk maid. On your keypads, please vote now.” The audience talked among themselves for a moment to decide my. But in your eighth match, you pulled a knife-hand strike to the throat so early the blow wasn't scored, and the judge let that one go."I nodded. "I agree sir." But your third match, the one with Afeef, what was up with that?" Ah..." I thought for a moment and decided to be completely honest. "A friend sir, since early childhood. I suspected he was low in the rankings."Fadil typed on his monitor for a moment. "Fourth percentile, not even close. You should have known you had no chance of pushing. She found herself fretting that she hadn’t trimmed her pubic hair in days. “Whoa, I wish I had tits like yours,” marveled Kat. “I’m flat as a board, see?” If asked, Mara would not be able to explain why she was curious. She turned to see the halter disappear over Kat’s pastel colored head. True to her word, Kat sported tiny bumps that were topped by hardened pink buttons. She smiled down at Mara with an incongruous, triumphant expression. Something about seeing Kat topless was oddly comforting.