Erica carefully observed the scenario from the corner of her eye. Bingo! Just for that, she had a little skip in her step, sending the already short skirt to flip up just a touch to show off her white nickers hugging her plush rear.
She wants the D. But after her little show, Erica kept her composure, talking to another guest, as she sipped at her beer.
Wait.
Be patient.
Just a little more...
Again, she started to move, and again she struck up another conversation. Her abdomen sparkled with glitter she had applied. She really was somethin'!
Nearly fifteen minutes had passed before she finally rounded on James. She held her cup to her chest, walking up to him slowly, her hips rolling rather exaggeratedly. "Have you been enjoying yourself, bae?" She asked in a sultry voice, before leaning into him. Tilting her head, she began to kiss along his neck. "... because you will be tonight" Her hand began to glide down his abdomen.
But during that time, the disgraced Sophie was being the proverbial phoenix, and rising from her ashes. She pushed past all the people occupying the hall way in a mad dash for Erica's bedroom. (Luckily no one had taken over it yet). Sophie was quick to strip out of her first costume, and soon pulled on her second one. She touched up her make up, then headed down the stairs.
Sophie had written about being a fairy tale character, but wasn't revealing it until 10pm! The clock chimed, and as part of the magical work,
an older song started on her descend. Her recognizable golden curls spewed out from her red hood, framing her sweet little porcelain white face. The ringlets bounced as she carefully walked down, along with her bright red cape. The cape in question flowed down to just to her calfs, and had a beautiful intricate floral design she had stitched in white along the hem. But this wasn't the centre piece, oh no. Sophie was a vision of purity, wearing a simple white dress. The scoop neck made her lush teats almost pop out from behind her white bra—push up or not, they looked very supple. They jiggled softly behind the simple white fabric that clung to her skin as if it were wet. It fit her figure perfectly, and came to a short skirt before it trailed behind her in a long train. Depend on how the frills and the pleats fell, you could see her white garters holding up her white stockings that lead down her her pristine red "dolly" heels. Oh! How she moved with such grace. When her eyes met with James', her face lit up like a thousand stars in the night sky, and there was something special about that. No?
Sophie moved towards James. However, she was quickly intervened.