Let all the boys see those big boobs of yours." "You're more than welcome to take it off in the middle of the party. "What? I'm already-" Sandy pulled Ashley into her room, the bed already completely covered with possible outfits for Ashley to wear - all rather skimpy and revealing. "Ok ok!" Sandy said, still delighted, "Lemme get you all dressed up for the par-tay!" "Fine!" Ashley sighed, "Fine, I'll go." Sandy bounced up and down, her longer brunette hair waving behind her and a huge grin crossing her face, so she added, "But! We only are going to stay for a little bit, ok?" Ashley was still fuming about him, and Sandy knew just how to push her buttons. Her parents thought he was perfect for her, but he broke up with her when she wouldn't go further than stroking him off in his car. Way better looking than Greg too." Greg - one of the linebackers on the football team, and Ashley's now ex-boyfriend. Sandy cocked her head to the side, "Well? Maybe you can meet some hot guy there. But it was just a party, and at the start of the weekend. Ashley stayed in line and didn't step out of it, not usually. She even wrapped her chest to avoid the stares of guys at school, not that it could hide her rather gifted breasts from the envious glances of the other girls. No, Ashley usually did her best to be a wallflower, her golden hair down to mid-cheek and bangs that sometimes hid one of her bright blue eyes. Slim and fit, she preferred jerseys over dresses any day, but she never was one for the limelight - unlike Sandy who reveled in it. She was a bit shorter than Sandy, not a basketball star like she was but did well as a runner on the track team. "Well." Ashley looked down to her feet, assessing herself. She knew Sandy was stretching the truth, with her devious grin and flashing eyes, but. You'll go there, drink a bit, dance a bit, and be back in time for breakfast." Sandy smiled, flashing that grin that Ashley knew all too well. "Hey now! Maybe it isn't such a little party, but really it's no big deal. "Little party, huh?" Ashley said, pushing her blond bangs back, "Says the girl who still tells her parents she's a virgin." Your good-girl reputation will survive one little party." "Oh come on Ashley," Sandy said, hand perched on her hip, "It's just a little party. Sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night? Naturally the girl shook her head, even though a thrill of adventure shot through her. A high school senior never having gone to a party before, let alone one so far out of town, Ashley tried to meekly refuse when her best friend Sandy first suggested it. Viewer discretion is advised.Īshley knew she shouldn't go, but deep down she was excited. If strong racial vocabularies or vivid scenes of black-on-white breeding offend you, this story is not for you. Disclaimer: The following contains heavy racial themes and language.
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