May as well answer.

You shrug to yourself. 'As long as the voice is a female one, why not answer?'

Turning around you see that it’s Donna, the captain of the girls’ swim team. She greets you with a wide smile.

“I’m Donna Bradley, remember me? I sat two desks in front of you in creative writing.”

You chuckle at her question. “How could anybody possibly forget you?”

Donna is tall, and her body is the well-sculpted body of an athlete. She has curves in all the right places, with sexy hips, and breasts the size of large apples. She cuts her brown hair short, and feathered to the back, in a manner that complements her long face. She has dark brown eyes, so dark that they almost look black at times.

Dressed in a fashioned design to show her physic, she wears black platform boots that rise to her knees, and accentuate her long, lean legs. Her legs are encased in black nylons. A red plaid skirt and black sweater complete the outfit.

She blushes at your response, genuinely embarrassed. “Well, not everyone does,” she says.

Walking together up the stairs to the door, you toss another complement her way.

“You’re very easy on the eyes, and very hard to miss.” You say trying to sound as cool as possible. Entering the house, your senses are assaulted with the smell of beer, cigarettes, marijuana, and very loud music.

“Thanks, you come here alone? Or with those two girls I saw?”

Quickly scanning the house for any sign of Lindsay and Winona, you consider your options. Should you stick with the already drunk girls? (Especially Lindsay)