Having stuffed a sandwich into your mouth, you quickly make your way back to the gun, satisfied that it's still where you left it. Again, you begin inspecting it, tempted to fire it. Your thoughts are interrupted by the shrill tone of your sister shouting.
"Mum!" she yells. "Demi is coming over for a bit."
Ugh. You'd just spent all day with your sister and her annoying friends. The last thing you wanted was to share a house with them.
"I'm going for a walk." you shout, to nobody in particular. You throw a t-shirt on and close the door behind you and get to the road before you realize the gun is still in your hand. You continue to muse over it, before putting it into your pocket as a makeshift holster.
You walk into town and around the streets for around 20 minutes. Surprisingly, it's not very busy for a sunny weekend evening and only a few people are about, which could change at any time. Although the sun was setting, it was still quite warm. After much aimless wandering, the only remotely interesting thing you stumble across is, among all things, a sign outside a park. The sign reads:
"ADULTS ONLY - Wet T-Shirt Contest! Judge which babe has the hottest body!"
You laugh a little, contemplating how sleazy this sounds. But should you knock it before you've tried it?
You turn a corner and almost bump into Gayle who was out jogging. A close family friend of yours who'd babysat you and your sisters a few times when you were younger. She was 31, a petite 5'1" tall and was quite fit and also very good looking.
"Whoa, sorry Gayle!" you splutter as you nearly crash into her.
"My fault Dan, I was miles away!" she smiles and replies back at you, huffing between breaths. The two of you stare at each other for a few awkward seconds before she finally speaks again.
"Better get going, I've got a couple more miles to do!"
With a flick of her straight shoulder-length blonde hair, she turns away and restarts her jog.
"See ya!" you say back to her. You start to turn away, but your hand glances the water gun through your shorts' pockets. You suddenly remember that you wanted to test it out, and had a cheeky thought...
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