Woman #1

You raise an eyebrow slightly at this email before you click it. You specifically had a man in mind for this fantasy. You've never thought of a woman to fullfill these desires for you. With a double-click of the mouse the email launches. It reads:

Hi,

I've been looking for some fun in much of the same way that you are. I know the perfect place. We'll team up together. You never know when these fantasies that men have can go out of hand.

Meet me on Fort Hill Ave at 2 AM tonight! I'll wait for you by the phone booth on the 1100 block.

Miss. Lleh

Smirking, you exit the screen and make your way to your bedroom. You have only an hour to get ready an be down at the meeting ground. You strip and look at yourself in the mirror, you are a raven haired beuty with piercing green eyes and grapefruit sized breasts. Judging by your thin frame, most men have believed them to be fake and most women have been too jealous of you to try to be your friend.

Needless to say, you don't have many female friends. This letter intrigued you though. Finally you can make a female friend. Some one who you can share your fantasies with.

You smile and grab your best langerie from your dresser. Silk black panties and a silk and strapless lace bra. You slide a thigh-high pair of netted stockings on and a short white tube topped dress that rides just high enough to see the base of your ass cheeks and just low enough to show off your cleavage.

You toss your hair around in the mirror before looking at the clock. You only have 15 minutes to get to the meeting point. It's time to go!