Munchies.

You finally stir awake at 4pm and stretch. Your ass is still a bit tender as you walk into the bathroom, but you do notice the injuries you suffered previously are all apparently either fully healed, or at least your body is blocking the pain, as you feel great. A craving hits as you rub down your sexy tits in the shower and you pull up your phone and order a pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and a six pack of pop for delivery. They promise it will be there in a half hour or less, so you finish your shower pretty quickly and click on your big tv while you wait for the pizza. Still naked, lounging on your black leather couch, the doorbell rings before you were expecting it. “Just a second.” You call out and decide to give the dude a story to tell his friends.

As you open the door the stunned teenager stares at your amazing tits for a brief second before his eyes fall to your shaved cunt. He stammers for a second before blurting out, “$29.95.”

You give him your sexiest little fuck me smile, hand him a hundred and say, “Keep it stud.” You take the hot pizza, cold pop, and leave him staring at your door as you click it closed and plop back down on the couch. You spend an hour munching pizza, drinking, and watching shit on tv before you finally get up and go get dressed. Remembering the previous night’s antics, you pull the panties out of your coat pocket and toss them in your hamper of dirty clothes, scooping up Misty’s and the rest lying around while you are at it. For the meet tonight you decide to go with a pair of black lace thong panties. Then as you look everything else over you can’t make up your mind till you see a pair of opaque stockings with 1” black and white horizontal stripes that just makes you feel a bit naughty as you look at them. With a little giggle you pull them on and once again can’t believe how sexy your legs are. Going with your little goth theme you pull on a heavily pleated kilt like skirt with 2 belts around the top that buckle in the front to hold it on. Next you pull on a white t-shirt that is covered in a black barbed wire pattern that has been cut off so it stops a bit below your tits so if you raise your arms your nipples would almost peak out of the bottom, and tight enough to show off your nipple rings. Last you step into the pair of shoes that seem appropriate, they are black open toe sandals with a tapered 2” platform under the toes and metal spiked 5 1/2” heels. They aren't nearly as high as your previous selections and within a few seconds you are hopping about your apartment like a dumbass as you strike mean looking poses and do ninja moves to the beat of some unknown song blaring on your television. With a grin on your face, you go with black makeup and spike up your short black hair a bit, but not enough to look like you tried that much. The perfect ‘I don’t give a shit how hot I am’ look. Finally satisfied over an hour later you grab your keys, pistols, rifles, and head for the car, putting the rifles both in the trunk. With a screech you pull out into traffic and inch your way across town, music blaring.