“Oh you’re here!”, my best friend, Joy exclaims as she opens the door. I smile and let my eyes take her in. Her bright eyes seem to twinkle. Long dark lashes that graze those lovely high cheekbones when she blinks. Her soft lips stretched into that familiar grin. Her long dark hair piled messily onto her head, leaving her broad shoulders bare. Her breasts, rounded and perky; they look like they would fit the palm of my hand perfectly. Her nipples visible through her thin shirt as they pebble in the cool night’s air. She’s wearing shorts, so her long legs are left bare.
She clears her throat, snapping me out of my reverie.
“Are you going to come in?”
“Right”
I follow her into the house, and I’m greeted warmly by her parents. I’ve known them for so long we’re practically family.
“She’s my friend not yours”, Joy tells her parents. They laugh as she pushes me impatiently toward her bedroom.