At nine o’clock the first of the ‘friends’ showed up. I remembered her from school, but I couldn’t place her name. She was shorter than the twins with long straight dark brown hair pulled back to a pony-tail on the top of her head. She had her bathing suit on under her clothes as evidenced by the bikini top tied behind her neck. I admired her body from across the room as June and Julie yelled, “Sophie,” as they all hugged and bounced up and down with excitement.
Sophie had big boobs. Bigger than June and Julie’s. Her proportions were perfect as I had remembered them. She was in the twin’s class. I hadn’t noticed her at graduation last night. I moved over closer to her under the guise of filling a plate with the breakfast buffet. Sophie formed a line behind me and said, “Hello, Dex. How is college?” I was shocked that she knew my name let alone the fact that I had gone to college.”
As I piled scrambled eggs on my plate, I said, “College is great. You’ll love it.”
She placed three sausages on her plate and said, “Oh. No. I’m not going to college. I mean, I’d love to go but my parents can’t afford it.” I was embarrassed that I had started this conversation. We sat down at the dining room table and chatted about a lot of things. I was surprised because Sophie had always been the snobby type who wouldn’t give a nerd like me the time of day.
As we were finishing eating, three more of the five arrived. Sophie excused herself and quickly moved across the room to the foyer to greet them. I remembered two of them but not the third. I had dated one. Her name was Sarah and I was pretty sure that she dated me only as a favor to June or Julie. It didn’t go anywhere and I didn’t get anywhere.
Sarah has an exotic face with huge eyes and long eyelashes. Her puffy lips enhance her look and maybe she had that done artificially. Her shapely, athletic body is capped off with very large breasts. I tried to touch them once during our third date and that was our last date. She is about the twin’s height and she played on all of their sports teams.
The other girl that I knew was Amber. I had never dated her but some of my friends had and they told me she was a freak. I didn’t put any stock in what they said. Teenage boys were notorious for augmenting their perceived sexual conquests. Just below the twins on the zero to ten scale came Amber. She was beautiful, with curly blonde hair, pug nose, big eyes and small firm tits. She was tiny at five-foot-tall and her tits looked perfect on her body.
Sophie made a point of introducing the third girl to me. Her name was Dianna but she asked me to call her Di, like Lady Di. I didn’t remember her at all from school and later found out that she had moved here in the middle of her senior year. It didn’t take long to find out that she was pretty enamored with herself. She tried to affect a British accent and did a pretty good job at it but she slipped every so often. She was one of those that talked about herself in the third person, and she only talked about herself.