On that particular day, Sally missed her friend a lot. Even if Aria only went on a short trip to her granny. But after the weekend, the two would celebrate her return. And it wouldn´t be a party involving cakes and balloons and stuff. Aria and Sally had their own special rites to welcome each other back home. But there were still two days to survive without the caress of aria. Sally sat in her room, watching herself in the mirror attached to her door and sighed. She always envied Aria´s perfect body, but she never would admit it. She´d call herself pretty perfect, but Aria still scored ten out of ten in her opinion. That was not a reason to get worried about, but Sally somehow liked to pity herself as an ugly duckling.
Because it was a hot summer´s day, sally wore only her pink miniskirt, white stockings and a white shirt, that perfectly outlined her breasts. The heat of the day made her slightly dizzy. She leaned back and thought about going out again.
Life without Aria was somehow boring, but on monday, her friend would return. The thought of Aria´s return made sally´s desire even growing. She closed her eyes. In her mind she saw herself french kissing with Aria. She imagined her soft handslifting up her shirt, and she could almost feel Aria´s breath touching her skin. A slight shiver waved through Sally´s body. After all, it was a good decision, not to wear any underwear. As her fantasy developed further, her hands began to discover her not perfectly, but still beautiful body. She slowly spread her legs, as her right hand was wandering down her belly.
Just as she reached the edge of her skirt.... |