Trish

A lady with eyes the color of the clear blue sky saunters in. “Oops I am so sorry!” she exclaims.

Your cock jerks in response as it tries to comprehend a new adventure. Holding your hands out and blushing, you ask for her name.

Smiling softly, she extends her arms and tells you, “Trish.”

Your heart races! This is your best friend. How she has changed. You remember she was such a tomboy and risk loving. Today, you gaze upon her face, petite and demure, her breasts, a size 32-B, and her slim body that oozes sexuality.

Stumbling over the words, you say "Trish, it's me John!"

Her eyes widen as she recognizes you for the first time.