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A/O and the Clean and Jerk
By Del
With a quick glance at her watch, Alex let herself into the
apartment. 8 o'clock. Maybe Olivia would have something cooking. The End
As she crossed the entryway, Alex looked around in mild confusion.
There was Liv's jacket, hanging sexily on the back of the chair, but
she didn't hear any movement. She ran a hand down the smooth
leather. "Olivia?"
From the bedroom, a figure charged her with a yell.
"Aahhhhh!" Alex shrieked. Then she was airborne, cradled in her
lover's arms.
"Benson has a clean lift!" Olivia said. "The weightlifting gold is
hers to lose!"
Hauling Alex into the bedroom, Olivia tossed the blonde onto the bed
and quickly dispensed with skirt and panty hose. A moment later,
Alex was surprised to be lying flat on her back on the ground. From
her position beside the bed, Olivia grabbed Alex's legs and drew
them up and over her shoulders, lifting Alex almost entirely off the
floor. "What are you-- oh my God . . . ."
Olivia raised her head for an instant. "Ha!" she said
smugly. "How 'bout *that* degree of difficulty?"
"They don't . . . ohhh . . . have . . . degree of difficulty
in . . ."
"Hmm?" Olivia looked down at her.
What the hell -- sports were meant to evolve. "Nothing . . . ," she
moaned.