“Oh, just things.”
Turning back to the bar to help Haylie grab our drinks, I was overcome with a strong sense of happiness. I turned my head up toward hers, and was shocked to find her face so close to mine. Never before had my eyes been opened to just how attractive my friends curves were; the graceful slope of her neck into her shoulders, the way her free breasts sway, how womanly her waist-line fell away to her hips, and how long and lithe her legs were. As the beat picked up in tempo again, people grinding into everyone around them, flesh exploring flesh, fingers baring skin that was already hardly covered, and our actions didn’t seem so naughty in comparison, until Haylie’s hand slid to my ass. Leaving me puzzled how my bff was so well known here.
