On to the party.

On the ride to the party, you and Richard decide you should come up with a name for you to go by, seeing as how you are wearing her clothes anyway, you figure the obvious choice is Kristy. Finally you reach the big house where the big party is being held. The yard is huge with a few people milling about in front. Judging by where the noise is coming from you assume the main party is happening out back with very few people actually inside the house.

“Should I bring some money just in case?”

“In case of what Kristy?” Richard laughs, “This is a block party, all the booze you can handle is free, come on lets go.”

“Yeah I guess I wasn’t thinking.” You answer and notice you even lift your right leg a bit and roll your foot on your toe and cover your mouth slightly with your hand as you laugh with him.

Richard seems to notice as he adds, “Good job, you really do make a pretty good girl. Come on.” He says this last part walking backwards toward the party beckoning you with his hands. You decide at last to toss your purse in the car and jog slightly with your hands out at your sides to catch up to him. This sends him laughing again and he turns to walk away from you.

As you finally catch up to him you see he has been met by one of his friends a big jock type that has apparently had enough to drink for two, what you imagine is his girlfriend, a hot blond ample breasted bimbo that laughs at every word he says, and another girl you assume is her friend as she is slightly less endowed but no less bubbly. Richard introduces you to the trio as Kristy and tells you they are Troy, Rachael, and Missy. After a few brief words with them another girl that seems to also know Richard walks up and says hi. He introduces you to her and tells you she is Amy.

“So how do you know Richard.” She asks leaning in a bit close. You are not sure if she is coming on to you or just drunk.

“I…” You stammer a second trying to come up with a good lie but she doesn’t seem to even care what you say as she simply dismisses the question and fires another.

“Do you have any weed?” You look around for Richard for help with this chic and see him strolling away with the trio leaving you here with Amy.

“No sorry.” You answer suddenly not sure why you agreed to come to this party dressed like this.

“Bummer.” She takes a big drink of her beer. Then as if suddenly struck by lightning she grabs your hand. “Fuck I am sorry. You don’t even have a beer yet lets go get you a drink. The keg is out back, or I am pretty sure they have some harder **** inside.” She begins leading you but is tipsy enough that soon you are the one leading her.