Amy's suggestion.

The tall, sexy rehead moves to her bed, and reclines. Her firery red tresses spilling over the overstuffed throw pillow at the head of her bed. Her emerald green eyes fix on yours momentarily, and then move onto Ellen's. She smirks at her roommate.

" So, I see that you kids can make your own fun, but have you thought about what you're going to do tonight?"

"I don't know" Ellen said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"You haven't even told the studmuffin here about what's going on this weekend, have you? Amy arched her eyebrown quizzically at Ellen.

The redhead pushed off her open toed sandals with her feet, and flexed her toes. Bringing her hands up to her head from her sides, she slipped them between her head and the large pillow. The jeans she wore are very faded and threadbare. In contrast, the red cotton top she's wearing looks new. Her breasts are barely contained by the low cut top with thin spagetti straps. It's hard to keep your eyes off this girl, you hope Ellen isn't the jealous type.

"No, I haven't got that far yet. Besides Ames, we don't have any costumes." Ellen pulled down her sweatshirt to her waist, covering her flat stomach. As you lean forward slightly, she runs her hand up that back of your shirt, and over your back.

"Actually, I planned ahead for both of us." Amy said. "Sherah and I came up with the perfect outfit for you, since we all know there's no way you'd ever dye that beautiful blonde hair of yours.

Amy swung her legs over the side of her bed, and sat up.

"I'm pretty sure that I'll even be able to have one for you." Amy continued, nodding in your direction.

Ellen shook her head, letting out a short, nervous laugh.

"You're going to the Halloween party at "The Lair", aren't you?" Without letting Amy answer, Ellen slid over, and bent towards Amy. Their faces were now inches from each other.

"There's no way I'm going to a party there! Who knows what will happen? And I don't want to see my picture plastered all over their website." Ellen's head bobbed up and down with emphasis as she spoke.

Amy slung her arms over Ellen's shoulders, embracing her. "Of course I'm going. Why wouldn't I. So are Sherah, Lynn, Zelda, Shelly and a bunch of other girls in the dorm. Some are even bringing their boyfriends. Come on!" Amy sighs, and then mischeviously rubs her nose over Ellen's

"You know you'll have fun. You sure as hell did the last time we went. All the cool people are going to be there. I'll watch out for you, and I'm sure the boy will as well. " Amy looks over at you, and adds, "I'm sure he'll love "The Lair".

Ellen breaks slowly away from Amy considering. Her face is flush, and red, and she looks a bit sheepish. There's a hint of a smile on her face. Looking back at Amy, she nods. "Yeah, I had a really good time. But, I'm not sure. Like I said we're seeing each other for the first time since I left for Widley. I think whatever get up you have planned, and whatever will be happening at "The Lair" might be a bit of a shock."

Standing up, Ellen goes to her dresser, and pick up a brush. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she begins to brush out her corn silk colored hair. After a long pause, she asks "So what are you and Sherah wearing, and what sort of perverted outfits do you have in mind for us?