You decide (like a smart person) to go in and try to take both of the ladies on. You rush at them both, and they turn their attention towards you. They see you running at them, anger on your face. Before you can get within 6 feet of them, on of them jumps into the air, higher than you've seen any other human do, and aim her rear at you. You turn your attention towards her, prepared to block her attack, only to feel the other lady kick you in the stomach. You keel over, grasping your stomach, only for the air born waitress to continue the combo by striking your unprotected face with her rear. You're knocked onto your back, which the two quickly capitalize on. The blonde one sits on top of your ankles while the brunette sits on your stomach and grabs your wrists. You stare up at them, worried about what they have in store for you.
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