Under Peer Pressure

You groan and mentally berate yourself, but you really want to get a piece of that ass.

"Okay Brandy," you confirm, "I'll give it a shot."

"Damn! Really? You're the first futa to take me up on that offer. Well, I've got a cozy little apartment across the way, you wanna head back there?"

You nod, a bit apprehensively and Brandy picks up on your hesitation, "Don't worry hun, I ain't gonna mug you or nothing but I expect you to return the favor."

You laugh out loud, "Fair is fair!"

Brandy grabs her clothes off the satin bench and begins dressing. She slips into a tight, zebra stripped, mini dress and puts on her heels.

"Ready when you are hun'"

You offer her your arm and she loops her own arm through it. You pull out your phone and text Ash that you're leaving the club with a boi and that you'll text her the address in a bit, in case anything... happens.