ALEC
One week later, I arrive at the location I gave Amber to meet me. I don’t even know what to call what we’re about to do. A fight? No, there will be no punches or kicks thrown. Let’s just call it wrestling. Yeah, that sounds better. I have to wonder what Amber is going to think when she realises that I intentionally left out the part that we’ll be mud wrestling. I never specified what kind of ring we would be stepping into.
I’m dressed in a tight fitting black tank top and blue footy shorts. I decided to go for pieces of clothing that would be light and wouldn’t restrict my movements. The more I think about it, this will probably be the most Amber has ever seen of my dark skin. We’ve slept in a bed together but we’ve never seen each other naked before.
As I am untying my shoelaces,
