The Ponytail Express Ch. 02

Onvipa Dasna noticed Deb lost in thought and shook her head, grinning slightly. Onvipa was of Thai heritage, standing at 5'2" and was trying to focus on her own plank row routine. She wore a bright pink crop top that fit snug over her 32-inch bust. She wore gray capri workout pants with a bright pink elastic band around the waist, hugging her hips, showing off her incredibly toned stomach and firm buttocks. She was the proud owner of a runner's body with lean muscles. She had her long jet-black hair in a ponytail revealing a tattoo on her neck that read "Vegan For Life".

The pair were an everyday sight as they worked out in the University weight room along with several other students and a scattering of trainers. The room was alive with the clanging of metal, shouts of encouragement and screams of both agony and triumph.

"Hey, Tits Magee, Penny for your thoughts." Onvipa started aggressive out of the gate with a nickname that few knew. It was meant to snap Deb out of her reverie. It had the desired effect.

"Penny, Sweet Pea? My thoughts are more expensive than that." Deb grunted as she arched her back, chest sticking out as her triceps fired, her form near perfection.

"How bout you tell me for free then, D?" Onvipa let her amusement creep into the question, gearing down and using a more traditional nickname that wouldn't piss her off. She was in the middle of her plank row routine, going to work on her core, glutes and arms.

"Let's make it interesting, Oni." Deb answered. "You finish your set, and we'll see who can get to 50 sit-ups first. You win, I tell you. I win, you owe me a softball favor."

Oni had been friends with Deb since she transferred to Cantella Forks High as a junior and the two became fast friends. "Ok, let's do this but if I win, you aren't allowed to set me up on dates ever again."

"Ouch! Counteroffer accepted. Let's get this party started."

The attractive pair used the mat; they laid down in sit-up pose, the soles of their feet against the other.

"Ready, GO!" Oni yelled. She had a split-second head start, but Deb made up that ground before they got to 15. The beautiful pair of athletes grunted in effort, making eye contact each time they moved to sitting position. By the time they had cleared thirty Deb was clearly in front, and Oni knew it. Still, she wasn't about to give up and redoubled her efforts with a roar. Oni had cleared 42 when Deb yelled "Fifty!"

A couple guys Oni and Deb knew offered applause. Oni finished out, clearing fifty and collapsing. Deb hadn't moved from her spot, keeping her feet locked with Oni's in support. She sat up once Oni finished.

"Why do I let you talk me into these things, D?" Oni accused between breaths.

"I don't know. You might be right about the date thing, though. I need to stop setting you up with Freddy."

"Well, since you said all the nice things about him maybe I should give him another shot. I mean you can't be wrong, can you?" Oni had propped herself up on her elbows to see the look on Deb's face. She was rewarded with both a blush and a jealous glance.

"You had your chance Oni. No takebacks." Deb said reproachfully.

Oni laughed. "No worries D, just fucking with you. He's yours for the taking. What I'm curious about is the softball favor I owe you now. I've already agreed to be your center fielder for the Tonypail Express..."

"That's Ponytail Express, Oni." Deb rose to her feel in a graceful, fluid motion, extending her hand to her friend. "You should have seen Freddy last night."

Oni took her hand. "Why, did he show you his skin collection?"

"Har de har har." Deb grinned. "We studied last night in my dorm room. I tried to get him to make a move last night and he wouldn't bite. Name one hetero guy that wouldn't take that offer."

"Most guys like that wait until you're asleep before they try anything." Oni laughed.

Deb's grin no longer met her eyes. "You're going to have to get used to him Oni because he's going to be the Ponytail Express Official Scorekeeper."

"No way, Deb..."

"Someone owes me a favor...a softball favor. So he's in." Deb's voice dripped with satisfaction.

"Awww, fuck. Nicely played, D."

"That's right, Oni. Keep teasing me and I'm going to get a Freddy tattoo."

"D, you are crazy!" Oni's face wore a measure of both shock and horror.

The more Deb thought about it, the better the idea seemed.