A Halloween to Remember

"But...," I stammered in panic.

Cheryl interrupted me. "Mark, be quiet. I'll get through this. I still love you. I'm not exactly sure why, but I do. Whatever I do, just back me up."

We rejoined the girls. Claire had already confiscated Cheryl's quiver and removed ten arrows. Five of them she marked with bright red lipstick. "These are for you," she said to Cheryl. She gave the others to Melanie. "Let the games begin!"

Cheryl agreed to shoot first. This was only fair: it was her bow and Melanie would get the opportunity to take the final shot. Melanie and Cheryl stood side by side; the rest of us gathered a few paces behind. What a pair they made! Cheryl, in her leather mini-skirt and sandals and Melanie, lavishly painted and otherwise stark naked.

Taking a deep breath, Cheryl knocked an arrow to the string and let it fly. Whoosh! It hit well within the red circle but not within Claire's inner "X". Melanie drew next. Her arrow also fell within the big target but managed to nick one of the arms of the "X". Point to Melanie. We cheered excitedly. It was Cheryl's turn: her arrow quivered from the bulls eye, dead on. There was no question who won that point! The girls continued to trade shots, sometimes winning a point and sometimes not. They were both excellent archers.

The two girls were dead even. It was time for their last shots. I could only imagine what was going through their heads. We spectators were practically panting with excitement and pent up sexual frustration. Cheryl drew and shot: almost a bulls eye, but not quite. It was Melanie's turn. She took a deep breath, drew and fired. Thwok! Not quite in the bulls eye either, but a finger's breadth farther out than Cheryl's. "Shit!" Melanie yelled. Cheryl had won.

What a contest! We passionately applauded, whooping and hollering like freshmen spectators at a football game. I had just about forgotten Cheryl's predicament when Melanie stepped forward, breathing hard. "Well Cheryl, I guess it's time to claim your prize!" Her eyes were bright and she had a slight grin on her face. I had the feeling she was going to enjoy this.