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Dressed In Yella

by Ezzi | Score: 700

They ditched the bikes a half-an-hour ago; she couldn't ride anymore and they couldn't ride through the trees. 

So they ran, Tyber and this old, half-insane construction worker until Tyber slumped over into the grass. "Oh, holy shit, I can't! I can't!"

"You're having another contraction?"

"Yes!" she screamed, leaning into the dirt on her face. "Oh my god!"

He checked his wristwatch. Ten minutes apart now. "C'mon," he said, trying to pick her up. She smacked him across the shoulder.

"What the hell are you doing

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