Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Lisa never really enjoyed parties like these. Drinking just made her dizzy and confused, the music pounded in her head, and she really hated having to make small-talk with strangers. To top it all off her friend, the one who'd dragged her to this torture, had vanished with some boy. There was going to be vengeance.
At least she looked good, for a change. Long, dark hair. A tight dress that showed off her impressive cleavage. The dress was short enough to show off her long, smooth legs as well. High heels to match, which weren't helping the mood... she wobbled on them a bit, not wanting to sway as much as the heels needed.
She didn't notice the bartender put the drink on the table behind her, a refill for the sharp gin and tonic she favoured. She just watched the crowd flow and dance, haughty boredom on her face, trying to tune out the people around her.
At least she looked good, for a change. Long, dark hair. A tight dress that showed off her impressive cleavage. The dress was short enough to show off her long, smooth legs as well. High heels to match, which weren't helping the mood... she wobbled on them a bit, not wanting to sway as much as the heels needed.
She didn't notice the bartender put the drink on the table behind her, a refill for the sharp gin and tonic she favoured. She just watched the crowd flow and dance, haughty boredom on her face, trying to tune out the people around her.