saracruz385
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- Joined
- Mar 27, 2014
- Location
- I may tell you one day
Tiffany and Angela had met by chance the summer of sophomore year of college. They were both looking for an apartment, waiting to speak to someone. Once they started chatting they decided almost instantly that they got along and would be roommates. They were both busy bodies with school and part time jobs. As well as social obligations with different circles of friends. Yet, they always found time to hang out together.
Tiffany loved her time with Angela. It was like having a sister, and a friend all rolled into one. They had gone shopping together, the movies, out to eat, etc. However, the nights vegging out in front of the TV were Tiffany's favorite. No need for makeup or heels, just pjs and carry out food usually.
Tonight was just such a night. It was cold out, no one wanted to go to clubs or parties anymore. Tiffany took this opportunity to text Angela. "You, me, Chinese food, wine and a movie," was the text message she wrote. Having the day off Tiffany cleaned the house and made all the arrangements for girls night. Looking at the clock anxiously awaiting Angela's arrival from work. Sitting on the couch absent mindedly flipping through the channels.
Tiffany was a pretty girl by most standards. Standing 5'5" she was a bit short but nothing heels couldn't handle. About 130lbs she was a bit curvy with wide hips, and round bubble but and a "large b" cup as she liked to put it. Her skin had a soft tan thanks to her Mom's Hispanic heritage, her raven colored hair was long and straight now in a pony tail. Tapping her barefoot against the coffee table as she laid on the couch in an old pair of soccer shorts from her high school days and faded black U2 tee shirt.
Tiffany loved her time with Angela. It was like having a sister, and a friend all rolled into one. They had gone shopping together, the movies, out to eat, etc. However, the nights vegging out in front of the TV were Tiffany's favorite. No need for makeup or heels, just pjs and carry out food usually.
Tonight was just such a night. It was cold out, no one wanted to go to clubs or parties anymore. Tiffany took this opportunity to text Angela. "You, me, Chinese food, wine and a movie," was the text message she wrote. Having the day off Tiffany cleaned the house and made all the arrangements for girls night. Looking at the clock anxiously awaiting Angela's arrival from work. Sitting on the couch absent mindedly flipping through the channels.
Tiffany was a pretty girl by most standards. Standing 5'5" she was a bit short but nothing heels couldn't handle. About 130lbs she was a bit curvy with wide hips, and round bubble but and a "large b" cup as she liked to put it. Her skin had a soft tan thanks to her Mom's Hispanic heritage, her raven colored hair was long and straight now in a pony tail. Tapping her barefoot against the coffee table as she laid on the couch in an old pair of soccer shorts from her high school days and faded black U2 tee shirt.