I stared skeptically at the little man.
“I am. I spent decades on a sh…”
Tanner cleared his throat. “He spent a decade in boy scouts.”
“That’s definitely not what he was about to say.” These two were being particularly sketchy today.
“Will you let me help, Mistress Ash?” asked Nigel.
There was no way I was going to leave my fate in his hands. “I’d rather Tanner do it.”
“Good choice,” said Tanner. “I may be okay with knots, but I’mexcellentat untying bikinis.”
I tried to ignore that comment. He’d probably been untying bikinis all summer while I mourned his disappearance. “Even when they’re tied like this?” I turned to show him the crazy knots on my back.
“What the…?” he asked.
“Oh God. I’m so screwed.” I wasn’t sure exactly what Frankie had done back there with the knots, but surely the other team had done something similar. And Tanner looked like a deer in headlights.
“Maybe not,” said Angel. “Diablo was serious when he offered to help you girls tie knots. When we were young, we got caughtrobbing a bank and the judge sent us to a wilderness camp. It was basically the Spanish version of boy scouts.”
“You two were in boy scouts?” I asked. “I cannot picture you two in those ridiculous outfits.”
“We made them look good,” said Diablo. “Especially once we sewed ourselves some new pairs of shorts with extra room in the crotchal region.”
Was he serious? He seemed serious. But I still didn’t fully trust him. “How do I know you’re not going to sabotage us?”
“I would never.”
Oh, really?“I know that Chastity promised you a blowjob if you threw those challenges.”
“Yeah,” said Diablo. “But then she went back on it. So now I’m fully devoted to crushing her.”
“Hmm…”
“Come on, you gotta believe I’ll do whatever it takes to get her on her knees.”
“Okay, fine. That checks out. But if you let me down, I’m going to kick you in the nuts so hard…”
“Deal.” He stuck his massive hand out and shook on it with me. But seeing how big his hands were gave me pause. How could such big beefy hands untie such intricate little knots? It didn’t seem like it was physically possible.
I was going to make a last-minute switch when Ocelot blew his whistle.
Shit!
Ocelot had set up a V-shaped platform. All the girls lined up on the platform, with Chastity and I at the center next to Ocelot. Diablo and Cole waited on the ends.
“On my signal,” said Ocelot, “both men may begin untying bikinis. The first to get all seven opponents’ tops completely off wins. Ladies, please put your hands on your hips. If you move your hands, your male teammate will have to freeze for 30 seconds before he can resume untying. Are we clear?”
We all nodded.
“Then let the freedom race begin!” Ocelot blew his whistle.
Diablo was as skillful as he’d promised. Within a few seconds, the first blue girl’s top fell away from her chest. I hoped she would cover herself and give us a free 30 seconds, but she kept her hands at her side and let everyone see her breasts.
Cheers erupted from the crowd. So. Many. Cheers. There were at least a hundred people watching. A hundred! And if I lost, they’d all see me topless. Yes, I’d pranced around Club Onyx in my lingerie. But at least I’d been covered a little bit. If Cole undid my bikini, I’d be completely exposed. Would it be weird if my nipples got hard? Or would everyone be too distracted by some deformity that I wasn’t even aware of?
I nervously glanced down the line to see how Cole was doing. Being the cocky bastard that he was, he kept one hand behind his back as he effortlessly undid Giovanna’s top. A second later he freed Isadora’s breasts as well.
