The usual way...

A few blocks in to your walk from school, you bump in your sister’s friend Ariel. Rachel and Ariel had been friends since you were all little kids. Whereas Rachel had always been a relatively girly girl, Ariel has always been a bit of a tomboy.
Though the truth is that the only two reasons that she’s a “tomboy” and not a “butch lesbian” is a) lack of experience, and b) a truly unbelievable body and gorgeous face. Lesbian or not, it was one of your fondest aspirations to one day lay her down on your bed and make her scream for cock.

Looking at her on the corner a few feet away, you can see that she’s wearing a pair of dark green track pants, and a big pea coat. Her hair is nearly black, and cut pixie short, and her skin is so pale that if you look closely you can see the slight trails of blue veins. You’d never know it under the voluminous clothes she wears, but she has a cheetah body underneath. D cup breasts that have lived their entire lives within the confines of a sports bra, washboard abs you can actually practically grate cheese on, and a phenomenal, powerful, ass.

You and Ariel weren’t particularly good friends, but you’d spent a lot of time together over the years since she was over at the house a lot.

“Hey Ariel, how’s it goin’?”

“Oh, hey Kyle, good! How are you? How was your summer?”

“Doing pretty well. Had a really weird morning actually, but not in a bad way.”

You think about explaining a little bit, wondering if maybe the weirdness will rub off on Ariel. Ultimately though, you’re pretty sure that she simply won’t believe you.
“Ok, well, I’ll probably see you later Ariel. Take it easy!”

You cross the street and the two of you take slightly different routes to school.