A Hella Party
Cindy primped in front of her mirror, loading on the lipstick and going for the sexiest look she could arrange. She was a gorgeous gal, with long red hair and a nice, perky chest. Her behind protruded just right, many guys had said, and she had long shapely legs below her splendid butt. For tonite, she wore a mini and a low cut top which stretched and made her boobs bounce as she danced. She was getting just the look she wanted for this special party.
She had been there before, this basement party place, all swarming with dancing guys and gals to hot Rave beats. There was usually lots of booze and even some drugs, but she did not need them for the fun she always looked forward to. Swirling on the dance floor with a new handsome young guy usually was what she went for. And maybe more fun after. Maybe even a lot more fun. She and other girls had discovered this hot scene and were all over it on weekends. The fun they had could be as hot as anything, anywhere. Her trip to the bathroom last week with two guys still had her going. Mmmmmmm. This was going to be fun.
She had been there before, this basement party place, all swarming with dancing guys and gals to hot Rave beats. There was usually lots of booze and even some drugs, but she did not need them for the fun she always looked forward to. Swirling on the dance floor with a new handsome young guy usually was what she went for. And maybe more fun after. Maybe even a lot more fun. She and other girls had discovered this hot scene and were all over it on weekends. The fun they had could be as hot as anything, anywhere. Her trip to the bathroom last week with two guys still had her going. Mmmmmmm. This was going to be fun.
