Someone calling your name!

You hear someone calling your name from the side, and you see Alison running towards your car. Smiling, you step out and hug her tightly. Her perky boobs press against your chest and you can feel yourself start to get excited.

Stepping back, you look at the small girl. She has on a button down shirt with a half open A&F jacket, and her breasts seem to be spilling out of her shirt. In addition to that, she has on yoga pants, which show off her slim figure and make her tight butt cheeks look like they were being squeezed together. She ties in the whole look with ripped converse shoes.

"Well, you look nice today." You say, smiling at her.

"You pretty much look the same as always." She says to you and giggles.

She grasps on to your left arm and puts it around her waist.

"Don't do that, people are gonna think we're dating." You say to her playfully.

"At least all these creeps won't hit on me then, you're my savior!"

You snake your hand down to her ass, squeezing her cheek lightly. She jumps and slaps your arm playfully.

"Perv, save that for while we're in line." She says, smirking and looking around.

"You mean it?" You ask.

"Scout's honor." Alison says, sarcasm coating her voice.

You both walk to the gates and groan at the long line.

"Fuck, we're already hitting lines and we're not even in the park." You say.

"Oh well. What should we get on first though?