We did some poses for the camera, bending over and pretending to play with ourselves. After lots of pictures, we decided to put them on her computer t... print off. As they were printing, we heard footsteps coming towards her room. She ran to her bathroom quickly, as she didn't want her parents to see her dressed like that. I wasn't as quick and just managed to get under her bed. The door opened and her dad came into the room. “Your friends will be here any minute, come down now," he said. I. Mandy paid for the tattoos and my piercing with cash she took fromher purse. I didn't know why she didn't use her mom's card, or whereshe'd gotten so much money, but I didn't worry about it. I just lovedthe idea of being marked for life as the slut I knew I was. I struttedout proudly, and walked as sexy as I felt. Mandy slapped my bottom onceand I giggled.We stood outside the shop for a few minutes and talked about our day. Itold Mandy how grateful I was, for everything she'd done for me. The day seemed to last forever until I was finally free to drive my dream girl home, just hoping maybe this ride would turn into something else. As we neared her house she told me no one was home and that if I wanted to hang out for a little while it would be cool with her, the least she could for me driving her home. When I got inside she said she wanted to change into something more comfortable and came back in her sexy tiny black bikini, and said we should go for a dip in the pool. I told. I had never had a friend like her and was not willing to ruin it. If was not at home on the weekends, I was usually found at her place, watching movies and just having a good time. It was on one such occasion that our feelings would take a new route. After Jane and I had been to the beach, we went back to her place to watch some movies. She liked the way I cooked and she said she was too worn out to get ready to go anywhere, so I said I would cook some pasta. She went to her room, but didn't.