Celebrating with Katrina

Cecilia was ecstatic at Lana's news, and practically floating as they made their way home. Rachel was more subdued, worrying about Lana's words and mannerisms, wondering if there was something in them that she'd missed.

When the two came into the building they arrived at the same time as Rachel's new friend, Katrina, who quickly caught on that something good had happened. Normally Cecilia didn't like Katrina, calling her trashy behind her back, but tonight she enthused in great detail about exactly what Lana had said.

Katrina slid a sharp glance Rachel's way as she heard the exact words used and noted her friend's subdued demeanour.

Cecilia was obviously buzzed by the news, but when Katrina suggested they go out to celebrate she declined, saying she needed her beauty sleep and was going to take a shower. Rachel was inclined to do the same but as Cecilia went to prepare for a shower Katrina worked on Rachel's resolve, whittling it down.

"Come on, sourpuss. This is exactly the thing that needs to be celebrated. It's incredible news, and you're just going to go off to bed? You need to be able to look back at this day and be able to say that it was properly celebrated."

"I guess..." Rachel said reluctantly.

"'I guess'..." Katrina mocked, and dragged Rachel to her bedroom. "I'll pick out something while you strip. Oh, put in your rings. All of them. Full glory tonight, girl!"

Rachel reluctantly stripped, aware suddenly that there was a load of cum in her pussy and ass. They were probably dry now, but she wondered if Katrina would smell or sense them.

"I should probably clean up," she ventured, well aware that Cecilia was in their only washroom now, the door probably locked.

Katrina shook her head as she perused the clothes, but Rachel couldn't help but feel Katrina looking at her from time to time. She knew Katrina wasn't interested in girls, or her, but the glances seemed hungry somehow. She shook off the feeling, and started inserting the piercings she'd taken out before the shoot.

"Put these on," Katrina told her, tossing her a few clothes.

She eyed the small pile dubiously, which just made Katrina laugh. "It's like your last night of freedom. The last chance to live before modelling takes over. Live a little, show a little skin, make the guys see what you're no longer going to just give away. After tonight you're gonna be a pro!"