Page 23 of Bragg's Match


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“Don’t call me a pig,” he growls.

I lean close to yell in his face. “Pig!”

“Your warning is now a night in jail.”

“Ha! You can’t arrest me if you can’t catch me.”

I race down the street. “Peace is arresting me!” I shout. “He’s embarrassed because my dick is bigger than his!”

“Stop shouting!” Peace yells at me as he chases me.

“Why? Are you afraid the whole town will hear about how my dick is bigger than yours?”

“I’m not—”

I wheel around to jog backwards. “You’re not what?”

“I’m not discussing the size of my dick with you.”

“Ah, is Peace embarrassed about the size of his dick?”

“Can you stop running?”

I snort. “And let you arrest me with your tiny dick? I think not.”

“I don’t have a tiny dick.”

“Prove it!”

“Stop trying to wake everyone in town.”

I roll my eyes. “What are you going to do about it, pig?”

“I’m going to arrest you for that.”

“Not if you can’t catch me,” I taunt before sprinting away.

“Don’t make me chase you.”

“Ah, is Peace afraid his younger brother is faster than him?”

I glance back over my shoulder to see if he’s catching up. He’s puffing hard. Ick. I feel something wet on my foot and look down. It’s mud. Why is there mud in the street? Oh yeah, it’s raining.

Suddenly, I’m on my back in the street. “What happened?”

“You slipped in the mud.”

“Crap. No fair.”

“And making me chase your naked ass through Main Street was fair?”

“You didn’t have to chase me,” I say as I stand.

He shackles my wrist. Literally. There’s now a handcuff on it.

“What are you doing?”

He finishes handcuffing me and drags me toward the police station.

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