Thread: Teenies Bopped {AtomSmasher & fate}

There were four of them. They staggered into the club together, linked arm and arm, appearing nearly inseparable from one another. at first glance, it almost looked like one solid mass of teenage flesh, all succulent, hot, and ready to party. Legs flashed, breasts strained tops, lips shimmered in the bouncing light, and hair curled in all the latest fashions. tourists they'd have to be in an area like that, and clearly not caring that they looked every inch the part. The first few steps they took were united, until they started separating into more noticeable groups. Whoo! shouted one in the lead. A friend soon joined her, the two girls bopping hips with one another on the dance floor. Known for being inseparable, MJ , and Ally took the lead. MJ, named for the actual plant Mary Jane, had been partying since she could walk. the vivacious redhead was all grins, all moves, and all excitement, as often as she could get it. Her red hair curled about her shoulders, the leading style among these girls, and her toned body was encased in a dangerously short mini-skirt, one guaranteed to reveal a pair of thong panties if she bent just a little too far. Nearly joined at the hip with her, Ally at first looked tamer. Brunette hair, slightly longer, extending an inch or so beyond the shoulders, she also dressed tamer. Instead of the dangerously short skirt, she wore incredibly tight shorts. Still, an expanse of leg showed, and you could catch side-views of her smallish breasts whenever she moved. A cute round face and wide eyes completed the package, making her look like the girl next door who went out and partied on the weekends. Which she was. Following behind them, also grinning, were the other two. First, there was Eliza , British, posh, and everything that most girls wanted to be. while most of the girls were freshmen or sophomores, Eliza was a senior. Her hair extended past her shoulders, more or less the same length as Ally's, only without the seemingly necessary curl. Instead, the white blonde strands were nearly pin-straight. The entire girl seemed nearly pin straight, with a longish denim skirt that flashed leg and long boots with each step. her breasts lay somewhere between Ally's and MJ's in size, but were carefully constrained and uplifted by the white blouse she wore. The woman exuded style and grace, and she also laughingly waved her friends off, sending the party animals to dance. she then headed to the bar, nodding for the last member of their group to head to a table. Mary named for the Mary, was everything parents wanted their daughters to be. Pure, so pure that a cross nestled between snowy white breasts, which certainly weren't on display, but instead hidden behind a flowing white shirt. Pleated blonde hair, waving and shimmering gold, had been pulled back into a ponytail, seeming to make her narrow face even sharper. Brilliant blue eyes sparkled as she looked around ,seeming to take things in for the first time. Her khakis weren't the painted on affairs most girls had, but still clung to a slim body. Still, she moved with the beat as she slid into a seat, already humming and waiting for her friends to touch base. then she could go out and have a little, safe. Fun. The newcomers had arisen, prey spreading out among the predators without a clue, all clearly enjoying their pit stop, at least for the moment...