One of Anna's friends

“Oh, hey Billy.” Kristin said, as Billy opened the door. What was she doing here?

Kristin was one of Anna’s friends from school, and an unlikely one at that. She was the most popular girl in Anna’s year level, and drop-dead gorgeous. Long, silky, girly hair. Feminine poise and curves in every part of her. Billy often made mean comments that she only hung around Anna to look even prettier with the comparison.

The truth was, the two were friends. Anna would sometimes help Kristin with her schoolwork, being much smarter, but not because she was bullied or pressured into it. Just because she wanted to. And Kristin would always welcome Anna into her group at school, on the rare occasions that the introverted nerd stepped out of her comfort zone, even as the rest of Kristin’s friends gave weird looks. The two had known each other since the first grade, and had practically grown up together.

Anna’s unlikely friendship with the popular girl in school meant that Kristin visited the house fairly often, and knew Billy quite well. Not that the school’s athletic boxing champion wasn’t already known across the whole campus. Billy was quite the popular boy himself.

“What do you want, Kristin?” Billy said, a bit meaner than he’d meant it to come out.

Kristen was visibly surprised. Since Anna had known Kristen since she was in the first grade, Billy had known her since he was in the second, and the two were always friendly whenever they spoke. After all, Kristen and Billy had a lot more in common that Kristen and Anna did.

“Uhm, Anna’s back from France, right?” Kristen asked, clearly a bit weirded out by Billy’s snappy greeting.

Billy sighed, and nodded.

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry, come in,” he said, stepping to the side and letting Kristen in.

The girl came inside. Her busty chest jiggled at the step up from the porch to the inside, and the edges of her way-too-short skirt ruffled. The immodest clothing made it easy for Kristen to show off her thighs, which were tanned, thick, and smooth. In fact, her skirt was so short, that from the right angle you could even see the beginning of the swell of her round, perfect booty. On her top half, she wore a super tight, super thin sleeveless purple v-neck top. It clung to her impressively generous bust like the material was vacuum-sealed to her soft, heavy boobs.

“Is Anna, like, home right now?”