Jason stood me up again to go hang with his “bros.” Well, it’s likely he wasn’t going to be getting a blowjob or laid by those bros. Hope he h...s fun with them. I called up some friends and we arranged to go clubbing together. Several of them had just broken up with their respective partners, so we were ready to go out and have fun. Hopefully we got laid in the process. I went to my closet, ripping out clothes and discarding them. I was going for a flat out sexy and slutty look. I was going to. She gave them a toss and they landed on my easy chair.Her breasts were beautiful, pale, perfect. She wasn't large, a B cup, but there was no sag to them, no drooping at all. They were very pale, almost milky, with a tracery of fine blue veins exposed under the skin. Her aureoles were pale pink, the size of half dollar coins, capped with rosy nipples puckered and hardened by anticipation.I kissed my way back north, over the slight rise of her belly, up her rib cage, her breastbone, finally to. Her tan looks majorly fake, and her hair color is dirty blonde and from a bottle. We were sitting with our other ‘friends’. I put that in quotations because I just didn’t feel like part of the crowd. The people at the tables were mostly girls, except one other guy, but he was gay. So yeah, that’s a thing. The other girls were Mary, Susan, Becka, and Rachel.“Omg! Mike is just so sweet.” Melissa gushed again.“Yeah, I think we got it the first dozen times.” Becka said, rolling her eyes.“Hey, let. She looks up at me, saying nothing, and stands up, as we both wait for everyone to leave.***I leaned back, half sitting on her desk and looked her up from her toes to her head. Just a plain, brown-haired girl with c***dish face that doesn’t even wear makeup, suffering from overexposing her skin and shitty behaviour. She looked curious but unsuspecting. - What’s your deal, Hannah? Are stares not enough for you anymore?It looks like she cannot decide if to be her bold, bitchy self or play.