It’s finally Summer! After what felt like forever of a pretty non-existent social life, outside of living with Tasos, my boyfriend, and my nightly calls with my girl Stefania, I’ve done nothing in nearly a year. Not that I haven’t enjoy my time with Tasos, I love him. I just have an itch to get out and just socialize I guess. And lucky for me, not many people can facilitate a fun night of socializing like Stefania.
Stefania, even more excited than me for the Summer, called me. “Hey girlie, sooo do you think you’ll crawl out of your shell this Friday for a night of fun!?”. I giggle and barely can contain the excitement, “Umm fuck yes! What have you got planned?” Stefania always has something great and sometimes dangerous planned for us. “Oh don’t worry about it, it’s a surprise. I’ll pick you up at 7 on Friday and we’ll go meet some friends! No Tasos though, just the girlies on this night”.
I feel bad, I know Tasos would probably like to come, but i guess there will be other nights. I tell him on Friday afternoon. He said that he’s a little bummed out be he agrees that he’ll probably just stay in for the night and wait for my return. “Are you sure babe, I don’t have to go.” I said this to be nice, I really did want to go. “No, no, go ahead, you deserve to let loose”
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Stefania arrives, I wore my cutest little red one-piece with my back exposed, as I run out to her car Stef begins to chant, “Ouu look at this little hottie, Tasos letting you out of the house like this?” I giggle, slightly embarrassed but it’s a good boost of confidence. I laugh and hit Stef as i get in the front seat and kiss her cheek, “Oh shut up bitch, you look even better! Look at those legs girlie!” We scream and laugh as we express our excitement for the night ahead.
“So, what are we doing”, I ask with an excited shoulder shrug
“So, I’ve been talking to this guy, I think he’s like a footballer or something. 6’5, broad shoulders, I want him to fucking ruin me, obviously. Anyways, he invited us to a party with his friends on a boat tonight!”
I’m immediately nervous. “Wait, I thought it was a girls night?”, I hate that I just brought the mood down but I do my best to be polite. “Girl, it is! It’ll be so much fun, don’t you wanna party and shake that cute butt with a bunch of footballers after a year inside?” She has a point. I have been dying to let loose. “Okay let’s go!”