October 27, 2012
Ana, Sofia and I were 18 in this story. All of her sisters were older than us.
Everyone was leaving Sandy's house as her party had ended. Arthur stayed behind to help clean up and to try to score some points with her and her parents, but I had been asked to take a few people home before their curfew. Eventually, everyone had been dropped off save for two close friends: Ana and Sofia.
Ana was tall, more than six feet, and she was definitely intimidating, with her large, D-cup breasts, wide hips, muscular physique, and an attitude of being in charge. We had known each other for years and I was so glad that she was my friend. I almost wished that she liked me, but I knew that she wasn't into men, and I was really glad that she was open and comfortable with herself about that. We could be friends no matter what she liked.
Sofia, on the other hand, was only five feet and four inches tall, but had more than enough personality to make up for that. She was abrasive but sweet, kind but with a temper, and sassy with a hint of flirty. She was just overweight with a cute tummy, C-cup breasts, and a great butt to show off. She always wanted to be the center of attention and she could really turn heads.
My parents were out of town and I had no intention of going home, especially since it was only 10 on a Friday. I was going to call one of my friends to see if he would mind if I stayed at his home, until the morning, but Ana told me that I could stay over at her place with her and Sofia. Eagerly, I accepted.