Yes, you take her.

You decide to take your best friend, Alison. She's been your best friend since the beginning of high school, and you enjoy not only her company, but her appearance. Curly brown hair that reaches her shoulders, full lips that are usually glossed over light red
, her green eyes that you could stare at all day. She's short, but her breasts are large for someone of her size. Her ass has gotten you hard many times, imagining how tight it would feel against your hardness.

Just bringing up a mental image of her seemed to make you a bit stiff, and you lightly touch yourself. The yelp of a car horn breaks you out of your trance, and you realize the traffic has cleared.

Putting your headphones into your phone, you proceed to call Alison and continue on home.

"Hello?" A small voice answers.

"Hey Alison!" You answer, slightly snickering at her shrill voice.

"John! I haven't see you in like a day, I miss youuu." She said.

You laugh. "I know, me too."

"So what's up? Why'd you call?" She asks.