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"Hey, you two little girls get tired of playing 'My Little Pony' see how you like this one, huh?" Gavin Neusse said, dropping a card onto the coffee table.
"Uh? It's Grand Theft Auto, butt breath," Madeline 'Mad' Lindstrom said, pausing the noisy game.
"Hey!" Jocelyn Joc Thomas protested; she'd been on the verge of total domination.
""This that game you and Crasseusebeen working on?" Mad asked, picking up the game card.
"Uh, no, you tech-nick," Gavin smirked. "Crasseuse has not been working on that. *I*. I have been working on that. They just give me a broom closet to work out of."
He popped the tab on a can of Gratchley's beer and took a long, satisfying pull on the ice cold brew. With a smack of his lips, he began to walk to his bedroom.
"So, play it, see what you think. Take notes and let me know what needs to be done to make it better," Gavin said, opening the door of his bedroom.
Joc peered over her shoulder, making sure the door was closed before turning back to her friend. Mad smirked; her friend's infatuation with the tall, handsome blond Gavin Neusse was apparent to everyone. Everyone except for Gavin.
Mad didn't blame Joc; she too was very attracted to Gavin. He stood at six feet three inches and weighed one hundred and ninety five pounds of solid muscle. His blond hair was long and tied back in a ponytail. His square tanned face was set off by his ice blue eyes, strong nose and slightly crooked smile. Looking at him, few would suspect that he was a geek, a borderline genius when it came to computing and coding.
Gavin had graduated high school at age sixteen and had entered the hallowed halls of Manor Hills Technical Institute after taking a year off to explore the Amazon jungle, canoeing the Amazon River. From there, he backpacked through Spain, France, England and Ireland before returning to the United States to begin college. He kept planning a trip to the Asian continent but had not done so yet.
"Ready to see what Butt Breath has been working on?" Mad asked, queueing up the game.
"PRISON BREAK" flashed on the 42 inch screen. The blood red letters stood out against a backdrop of gray steel bars. Both Mad and Joc giggled as the letters suddenly cracked, breaking apart violently.
"All right," a beautiful blonde whispered at them, her face taking up the entire screen. "It's going down tonight."
"Yeah!" a beautiful and buxom brunette enthused. "Busting on out of here!"
"I mean, I'm innocent, man. My old man? Framed me, feel me?" the blonde said.
Mad and Joc giggled; the brunette was shaking her head 'no' while smirking. The scene was from inside a prison cell and both young women were wearing what appeared to be prison garb of extremely snug gray button down tops over large breasts and snug gray slacks that showed prominent pubic mounds and sweet bubble butts.
"So, here's what's going to happen," the brunette said. "Tonight? After lights out, we're slipping out of our cell. There are six barriers between us and the wall."
"The wall is electrified," the blonde took up the narration. "But once we're over the wall? Freedom!"
"Ready?" the brunette asked and she and the blonde kissed passionately, hands gently stroking each other's breasts through snug prison tops.
"Well?" the blonde demanded, facing the screen. "Are you ready to break on out of here?"
"So...what do we do?" Joc asked Mad.
"Let's see," Mad said and hit the left arrow.
"Time for a little shower fun," the blonde enthused, now in a prison shower scene.
Joc hit the right arrow on her controller and the screen split into two separate screens. The blonde was standing under a stream of water, soaping her large breasts. The Brunette was laying on her bunk, masturbating with a crude looking dildo.
"Made this in shop," the brunette grunted, working the phallus in and out of her pussy. "What? Think we make fucking license plates here?"
"Come on, come on," Joc said, shifting uncomfortably as she hit button after button.
"Oh Goody!" the brunette enthused as she was suddenly in the prison shower with the blonde.
"Hi Sweetheart; been waiting for you," the blonde said.
"Mm hmm!" the brunette said and joined the blonde under the shower spray.
"Fuck! Come on!" Mad said, hitting some more buttons.
"Oh yes!" the two women sighed out, swinging into a sixty nine as the water cascaded down on their nude bodies.
"Hmm," Joc said, noticing a slight shift when she hit the down arrow.
"Oh! Oh fuck, Sweetheart, that's it," the brunette gasped out when Joc hit the down arrow a second time. "Eat my pussy, eat my pussy."
"Mad, when I say, hit your down arrow, okay?" Joc said.
"What?" Mad said, hitting the down arrow.
"Oh fuck, Baby, that, that's it!" the blonde cried out in orgasm.
"And...hit it," Joc said and suddenly, the two women were in their cell again.
"That was so good," the brunette said, kissing the blonde.
"Oh, no one knows how to push my buttons like you do," the blonde agreed and they kissed again.
"Okay," the brunette said, looking at the screen. "The first barrier is, naturally, this door."
"So, how do we get out of our locked cell?" the blonde asked, pointing to the locked cell door.
"Hmm," Joc said. "Whatever we do, we need to do it together."
"Ah, very good Grasshopper," Gavin said, walking through the living room again.
"Umm!" Joc groaned; Gavin was dressed in a small pair of leopard print silk boxers, battered flip flops on his large feet.
Mad almost giggled at her friend's reaction. Looking over at the cute Asian-American girl, she smiled. Joc shot her an embarrassed grin as Gavin casually grabbed another can of beer from the refrigerator.