Mara and Prim, Two Friends commiserating after a Break Up.

I’d never seen either of these girls before but they certainly drew my attention. The taller of the two had on a hot pink mini-dress that hugged her hips and waist fantastically. The sheer brightness of the colour was what had first caught my eye. They both looked South East Asian although not from the same country perhaps. That would take some more investigating.

The one in the pink was the older of the two. Around thirty I judged. She had long medium-toned brown hair that rolled in gentle curls. Curvy but not fat. The dress had pushed her tits together into some remarkable cleavage. What I found most appealing about her was her mouth. Big old cock sucking lips. The problem was she looked drunk as hell just coming down the street. Her friend looked like she was holding her up.

The friend on the other hand was super young-looking. I’d need to check her for ID if I didn’t end up knocking the friend back from coming in. She was thin but not gaunt. In fact, she looked quite toned with what little meat she had on her bones. She had some visible tattoos. She’d need to be at least 18 to get those I figured. The most notable one was a large henna-style tattoo in the shape of a lotus occupying her entire underboob area. I could see it through the cut-out in her deep red jumpsuit.

They were right upon me. Time to knock them back or not.

“Hold on. How much has she had to drink?” I asked.

“Not that much. I’ll look after her inside. I promise,” the smaller one answered trying to give me a playful smile.

I should really send them away. It’s a Wednesday. We’re not that full inside. They are pretty hot. If I spot the Liquor Enforcement cops coming down the road I’ll just go inside and kick them out.

I nod that she’s alright to come inside but hold up my hand in the shape of a rectangle and ask the younger one for ID. 21. We’ll I’ll be. I let them through and told the friend to make sure the girl got some water into her. It will help sober up. As they move off, I look back and check out the ass in the pink dress. Very fine indeed.

{Author's Note: This thread is being written as a companion piece to my newest story "We were on a break!" While the two characters in that story don't have any set nationality, they'll follow the theme of this story here. If you would like to check it out and maybe toss a like its way I’d greatly appreciate it.

Dacia xoxo}