The girls chat unknowing there fate

Amy pondered breaking her straight rule as she sat there watching the entire incident. Both relieved and worried she envied Tom. The sight of Gretchen's bra-clad boobs and the lucky barista made her quite horny. Gretchen's hair being up disguised nothing from her. The checkered bra was tight about a size smaller, barely covering Gretchen's breasts. Amy swears she could see her nipples poking out of the padded material of the bra. Amy felt her desire grow as her own breasts began to ache in response. She closed her eyes, trying to resist the temptation to take a picture. She shouldn't break the rule, even if she had curves that could make a man or woman drool. Amy couldn't keep her eyes off her.

Amy felt a wave of warmth suddenly and was tempted to do something I usually wouldn't do. I thought about what would happen if I gave in and made a move. Thoughts raced through my mind as I wondered how it would feel to break my own rules. 'No, what's wrong with me? I should tell her about her top, it's the decent thing to do.' I thought. I decided that if the ghost did anything else to Gretchen, I would have act on my feelings. "I think you had a small uh...wardrobe malfunction." I said in a subtle way, and she pulled her shirt together, turning red as she did so. Gretchen felt glad Amy had said something. She didn't notice her shirt was untied after the incident. She was to flustered and embarrassed.

Gretchen sat down blushing red and flustered. Amy glanced down at Gretchen's bare feet in

"No, I'm obviously straight" I muttered. The two girls stared at each other with passion and curiosity. I leaned in and kissed Gretchen. Gretchen's heart raced as my lips touched hers. I felt a surge of energy and my body tingled with excitement. As they draw back, they drink their coffee until the ghost