Giggly

All of a sudden, you see the bleached-blonde push Sarah against the door and mash her face against your babysitter's own startled features.

"What the f.." you say to yourself.

Sarah unwittingly finishes your sentence as she pulls her lips from her chem lab partner's wet ones.

"What the fuck, Frannie? Are you drunk? You taste like beer!" asks the brunette, arms and legs flailing in an attempt to get out from under the bosomy girl's clumsy embrace.

"Yuh, I came from a party down the block..lame!" You see Frannie try to explain as she keeps trying to kiss Sarah along her neck. "So, I thought, 'Sarah's a few houses away, why don't I stop by and party with her!' "

With that, Frannie pulls the shocked brunette by the wrists and swings her with her over to your sofa. You watch the naked babysitter flop onto the cushions as the intoxicated visitor lets go of her.

"After all, I did score some beers before I left!" grins Frannie as she drops her backpack and unzips it, hauling out four tall dark bottles.

Sarah glances into the kitchen shadows, at a loss. You just flash her a 'thumbs up' sign with both hands, eager to see where this scene will head.