Alice drags you away

After a little more introduction and some jokes, I started to get a bit more comfortable. I was about to start talking with Becky a little more when I felt a hand on my shoulder drag me away. Spinning around I it was Alice. She dragged me by the hand over to the sofa and almost pushed me down onto it. She’d clearly already had quite a bit to drink and it was beginning to make her tipsy.

“I was wondering if you were ever gonna stop by and say hello.” She smiled down at me, then dropped down onto the sofa to sit by my side.

“I was just meeting some new people,” I replied.

“Well, I’ve got someone for you to meet.” She gave me a wild grin, forcing my drink up to my mouth to take a large gulp of it. “This is my friend Evie.” She motioned to the girl on the sofa next to us, who I jumped at just realized was there. Maybe Alice wasn't the only one tipsy...

“Hi there, Bambi,” she purred. “I’ve heard all about you." Evie looked taller than Alice, with straight, shoulder length black hair and green eyes. With her dark skin and raven hair, she kind of looked Mediterranean or something, maybe a little Hispanic? She was thin but in her pink tank top, blue skinny jeans, and black boots, I could tell she had some soft curves going on, particularly some wide hips and an ass that looked to be providing her own seat cushion. In stark contrast to the girl on my other side though, Evie looked flat as a board. Despite that, she reminded me of Alice in some ways. She had that dangerous, wild look Alice has, like she’s up to no good but has a much colder, calm, and calculating demeanor. It was a look like she was processing the best way to get you into trouble. She never broke eye contact with me.

“Oh.” I laughed nervously “Not everything, I hope.”

“Everything,” she purred quietly again, still not looking away. I felt myself swallow hard, involuntarily.