Silver

Alice lifts the medal to chin height, tries not to look to her left and the glowing bitch who took first place. Naomi is a natural-borne athlete; with sculpted thighs and biceps so curved and taut you could bounce pennies off them.

Under the stadium lights, Alice’s smile wilts and the blood slows to a crawl in her veins. The cameras strobe and snap faster and faster, and images burst across Alice’s mind – last night’s hot dream, the silk of the other woman’s skin, the beautiful shock as their lips and breasts touched. How Naomi smiled, showing her shining teeth.