A text from Tara

I was still walking home from my encounter with Jess when Tara text me. She had got tickets to a rock gig the following night and made arrangements to get there and stay at a friends afterward. I had conpletely forgotten about it and hadn't sorted out anything for myself.

Tara said not to worry, I knew Gemma and could stay there with her as there was plenty of room on the sofa.

I'd met Gemma when I first met Tara. The other girls going were Jenny and Becca. Jenny was a geek, I'd met her a couple of times and there was no other way to discribe it. Plain looking and a bit dumpy, she didn't have any interest in guys. Becca on the other hand, she went on the list. She was a brunette rock chick with a tight slim body, small ass and C cups. She was a little mental (I was beginning to realise all girls are), but completely on my wavelength and we got along great on MSN.

By the time saturday afternoon rolled round I was really looking forward to spending time with Tara, especially over night.

The gig was loud and sweaty, and by the end I had a major buzz from the beer and adrenaline. This of course fed my lust and apparently Taras too.