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The direction with fewest bimbos still held quite a few in Micheal's path. About a dozen or so had strayed from the blaze and as Micheal sought to weave around the large group, they pursued. They walked slowly and smoothly, their bodies swaying sensually in hopes to attract their prey. The fire was almost out now.
Micheal dodged the bimbos and tried to get out of their way. He had to gaze at them for a minute as he moved sexily but he knew that if he takes a moment to stop then that may be his last. Micheal cursed as he knew that he had to make his way to the safehouse. The problem is that he can't lead them there. He slowed his run a bit as he unscrewed the bottle and searched for his rag. He quickly stuffed it into the bottle and stopped hoping for some distance between him and the bimbos.
"Come on. Come on," said Micheal as he lit the match and began to burn the rag. Once he saw it was a lit he threw it at the bimbo and ran hoping that would stop them.