“This is silly” You say.
You walk out in a lame angel outfit, straight out of the movie Teen Angel. A fake leather jacket and Halo. Holes were cut out in the cheap jacket for little chicken feather wings.
“My little Angel” Ellen teasing and giggling at your discomfort. Then, leaning towards you, she wraps her arms around your body, and give you a reassuring hug and kisses you on the cheek.
“Oooo got to get a picture of this” Amy says, grabbing a small digital camera from atop her cluttered desk. Ellen enjoys the attention, and pulls you closer, crushing her body against yours as Amy begins snapping pictures. After taking multiple shots, Amy steps over, and kisses you on the cheek as well. You blush a bit feeling her lips against you.
"Angel and the Devil, perfect" Amy said as she stepped back to look at the both of you again.
“Pants are a little tight” You say looking down at the bulge between your legs.
“Honey, with a body like yours, pants can never be too tight” the redhead cooed.
“Are you ready to party?” Ellen asked, rubbing her thigh ever so briefly between your legs.
“Sure” you happily reply.
“All right, let's go to the bash” Amy said.
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