College Friends (Female POV)

"So, where do you plan to do it?" Sarah asked.

Her friends didn't answer, apparently distracted by something they'd just seen. Following their gazes, she saw John Doe. Ugh, that guy, she thought. He'd been sleazing around campus ever since transferring here, and had always been unpleasant. And now, to top it all off, he was looking at Ashley's breasts, and not hers!

All right, Ashley does have bigger breasts than I do, she conceded internally, but it's not like I'm not hot in my own way. She mentally took stock -- red hair in a pixie cut, decent bust in a white tank top, small waist, fantastic legs in skintight jeans. How is he not ogling me!? She adopted a more swaying gait to show off her hips, swinging her butt out to the side with each step, and was rewarded with a long, appreciative stare.

Still, it wouldn't do to get complacent. She evaluated her competition. There was Ashley, of course. Her enormous breasts and long blonde hair were assets, and she'd already shown that they appealed to John. But really, they were all she had -- other than her breasts, her body was just okay, and her clothing was far too modest. Baggy pants, and a shirt that showed no cleavage at all. She was also Sarah's best friend, but this was no time to let friendship get in the way of victory.

Then there was Rosa. She made Sarah nervous. The Latina was dressed for a party, wearing a short dress that showed most of her legs and a fair amount of cleavage. More importantly, Rosa had far more experience with men than either Sarah or Ashley.