You've come this far.

"I'm willing if you are," you reply. Your heart beating three times its normal rate, you lick your suddenly dry lips as you look at the two girls properly.

Hannah was a redhead with long, silky hair that fell to her waist. You had heard a lot of girls over the years confess their envy and hate for Hannah for that reason alone. Around 5'2", she was a slim girl who was a regular on the running track. She had a flat belly, and long slender legs. Although certainly not intelligent by any means, she had often coasted through classes with little issue simply by batting her deep blue eyes at young male teachers, and smiling at them coyly.

Lillian, on the other hand, was slightly bigger at around 5'5". Slightly bigger around her shoulders, it would be kind to call her slender. She was an average sized girl, with bigger hips than most. But even if she wasn't as pretty as Hannah, she was still enough to draw a few gazes. In particular, she had bigger breasts than her friend, and a ass to match.

The two of them looked at you with more consideration than before. Hannah glanced at Lillian, her long hair dancing in the slight breeze. "Your mom's out at work, isn't she?"

Lillian nodded, biting the bottom of her lip slightly as she regarded you. "She's out, yeah. Gonna be doing a 12 hour shift. My place is free if you wanna take him there."

Hannah nodded slowly, chewing her own lip as she turned to look at you. She suddenly looked a bit nervous for a few seconds before it was replaced by her usual look. "Alright, fuck it. I don't have to meet Damien until lunch, so I've got a few hours to kill. Lets go."

Lillian nodded before the two girls began to walk in the opposite direction of where they'd come from. You hesitated for a few seconds, before taking a deep swallow to rinse your dry mouth and began to follow them. As you drew close, Hannah looked at you with annoyance, "Who said you could walk this close to us? I don't want people to think you're with us. Walk behind us."

You slow down to let them move a few steps ahead of you before you follow, shoving your hands into your pockets. With a slight start, you realise that you're already hard, your boner bobbing uncomfortably. Casually, you try to shift it, moving your hands around your pocket to try and move it into a more comfortable position. The sound of sniggering suddenly reaches your ears; looking up, you see Lillian's head turning away from you, her arms slightly twitching in amusement as she leaned in close to Hannah to murmur something in her ear.

For the next fifteen minutes, you all continued walking. As the streets went by, you started to notice that the area around you became a little bit more rundown, a bit more neglected. Lawns unmowed, some shattered windows, various bottles and litter left on the street. Some houses looked abandoned. Others had cars that looked old and outdated. Was this the area that Lillian lived and grew up in? You wouldn't have expected it of her, for some reason you always had the impression that she lived in a pretty good area.

The two girls suddenly stopped in front of a house. It was old fashioned, and badly needed improvement and maintenance. Its walls were dingy bricks, streaked by water that dripped from a leaky tin gutter than ran along its shabby roof. Its window sills were rotting away, its white paint chipped and peeling, bearing the slowly rotting wood to the sun. Worn curtains hung slack inside of the windows, holes gaping in its fabrics.

Lillian walked up to the front door with confidence, pulling out a key from her pocket and opening the door. Hannah turned to you with a cocked eyebrow, a slight smirk on her pretty face. "Last chance, you gonna chicken out?