A cute little brunette.

The door is yanked open by a short brunette girl that has deep tanned skin, brown eyes, and a single tattoo, a little goldfish just peeking out of the low waistline of her skimpy skirt. She is dressed like a cheerleader complete with yellow and blue ribbons in her twin pony tails, and matching pom pom's. Her two piece cheerleader uniform isn't quite as slutty as your costume, but it is close. To finish off the look she has white knee high socks and a pair of pink tennis shoes with white stripes. “It's about time. Uugh, why aren't you in costume yet?”

“Rode my bike here remember. Slutty schoolgirl isn't exactly the smartest clothes for a ride.”

“What ever I have seen you ride that thing wearing a bikini and heels, who are you kidding.” She smiles and gives you a little laugh, “Well get in costume we are already going to be late.”

“Fine fine, I see your panties are still to tight as usual.” You make your way into her bathroom, instinctively knowing right where it is. You get naked quite quickly and change back into the little tiny costume while listening to her berate your inability to be on time for anything.

Once in costume you walk back into the living room and she tosses you a tiny black and silver purse, “Here slut, pack what you need, you are leaving the travel bag here.” As you catch it she continues, “Nice look for a tramp. You are totally getting fucked by some big dude in drag tonight, aren't you?” She punctuates the last question by reaching up your skirt and poking your ass with her thumb.

“Yipe, what the hell?” You say spinning on her, her ample d cup breasts poking you as you turn. Her face is so close to yours you can't resist and lean in taking her lower lip in your mouth, sucking it ever so softly.

She allows the kiss, sucking your tongue for a moment before pushing you off of her by taking your tits in her hands, “God you are such a dyke.” Then she backs away giggling and scoops up her keys and matching little purse and adds, “Let's go.” Reaching out she yanks the door open and backs out the door once again calling out, “Let's go. God you are so slow.”

“Fine. Fuck, I am coming.” You jam some makeup, your id, and all your cash into the little purse and follow her out the door. She shuts it and uses two keys to lock a pair of deadbolt locks before leading you back down the stairs. However once you are at the bottom she leads you back behind the building to a parking lot and with a beep you see a sporty looking black pickup truck's lights flash. Hopping in the passenger door you see the inside has been reupholstered in pink leather. She cranks the key and tosses the truck in gear. You soon find a familiarity in her as she whips out of the parking lot and just about jumps the curb getting onto the road. “Whee.” She giggles as you nearly hit your head on the roof of the truck. Looking at her with a smile you pull on your seat belt and click in for the ride. She regales you with the tale of how her other best friend Becky got fucked up the butt last night while sucking cock and is a whore. You watch the scenery go by as you drive, your mind wondering trying to remember some of the names of your friends, but for some reason while you can picture them and know lots of stories of things you have done you can't quite put a finger on their names. You snap out of it when she asks you if you like anal.

“Well, I know you are a slut and all but truthfully, do you like anal or not? Should I let Mark fuck me up the ass?”