Party Bitch

She was staying at a friend’s house. Well, that’s what she had told her parents, anyway. They never had to know! Leah put the finishing touches on her hair and make-up. This was going to be fun! Her parents were so protective, they’d flip if they found out she was going to a party. With a small bottle of vodka in her bag, which was also stuffed with pyjamas to make the illusion more convincing to her parents, the slim girl called out to them as she left the house.

“See you guys tomorrow, have a nice evening!”

Not even waiting for their response, she darted out the door and into her friend, Stephanie’s car. Pulling her drink out of the bag, she grinned, passing it to Steph.

“Brought you a present!”

“You’re too good to me, you know that?”

Leah giggled, nestling into the front seat. Kicking off the tracksuit bottoms she was wearing to hide her party clothes, she gave a sigh of relief. Her jet black hair was pinned up and her dress barely covered her ass. She looked good and she knew it. Her figure was slim, and boys often joked that puberty had left her behind. Not entirely accurate, but she didn’t get too lucky in the boobs department. Barely a B-cup, they weren’t her favourite asset. Her legs though, they were a different story. Long and slim, they gave her an amazing stance, curving nicely into a tight, round butt.

The party was nearby. Pulling into the drive, Leah eagerly clambered out of the car and up to the front door. Greeted by someone already putting a red cup in her hand, she figured if they night progressed like this, she’d have a good time. Music was blaring and people were already dancing. Quite a few folk were already drunk and the odd couple or two were making out in the corners. A college party at it’s finest, basically.