"Boy, talk about trying to stack the deck in your favor."Boy, talk about trying to stack the deck in your favor." Margo stepped closer to Larry, forcing him back a step. "However, it does give me an idea. A contest with five parts." Margo poked a finger into Larry's chest as she ticked off the different tests. "Arm wrestling, leg wrestling, a tug of war, simultaneous bear hugs, and simultaneous head scissors. The winner of three of the 'tests of strength' is declared the stronger, and the loser has to be the winner's servant for a month." "Well, I'm not sure..." "What's the matter, big talker, losing your nerve?" "You're on, Margo," said Larry angrily. "Where are we going to do this, and who can we get to referee?" "I know a private gym, and the owner will be glad to act as referee. When?" "How about tomorrow night?" "Eight o'clock?" "You're on! See you then." Larry headed off to the showers. Margo smiled. "Yeah, Larry, see you then," she said softly. She bent down and picked up the racquetball in her left hand. With a slow, steady increase in pressure she squeezed the ball until it split. Margo laughed, then dropped the mutilated ball to the floor and headed to the locker room. |