Aika's insistence and fervor in accepting the blue haired race queen's challenge surprised her a bit.  Then she turned her head to look at the dark haired young woman with a start.  Had she just said 'her man?'<em>Her</em>man?  Holy shit!  She was really into Ichiro, wasn't she?  Joy had thought it was just a horny thing but...<br/><br/>They were then out on the street a moment later, Joy looking around.  "I hate it when it does that," she grumbled as the cars screamed across the finish line.  The options came up and there was a new one.  A new one that Aika slapped herself into as soon as she could, with a speed that shocked her.  "Oh, okay.  Well."  It was her turn to choose and she got the feeling that her partner was anxious to get started with her choice.<br/><br/>The blonde licked her lips and then chuckled, "Which of us is the bold one now?  All right then, let's do this!"  She moved her own icon down and hit the option to lock it in<tt class="bbc_tt">&gt;SATISFY</tt>.<br/><br/>Aika suddenly found herself walking through the cars that were waiting for the final race.  Drivers and their teams were looking over their rides, all but one.  "There you are!"  Ichiro stepped up in front of the Tennin and blocked her path, "My lucky charm.  Baby, I've got a shot at winning the whole night and I'm going to need a lot more luck than just a kiss."  He took one of her hands and pulled her to his vehicle as it rumbled and idled, waiting for action.  He pulled one of the backdoors open and slid in, pulling her behind him, "A lot more, gorgeous.  You're going to give it me, aren't you?"<br/><br/>As the door slammed shut, the racer kissed her again, hard and fierce this time and his hands didn't hesitate to start moving over her body.  He gave her ass a squeeze and then a slap before they slid down her thighs and then up to cup and squeeze her breasts through her scandalous outfit.  "Come on, baby, I know you want this," Ichiro growled.