Jamie was a young girl, only about 19, she was short with wavy black hair and sparkling green eyes. Jamie was well liked by everyone especially lesbian women. She had never really given it any thought but things have changed and here is her story... It was a Friday night and Jamie's hormones were eating away at her. During the course of the week, she had made plans with her friends to go to their favourite club. The body that cased Jamie's strong spirit and outgoing attitude was flawless, she had muscled arms and legs with firm round breasts that fitted her perfectly. The outfit she wore was stunning, a pair of strappy black heels, a tight blue mini skirt and a low cut white blouse. Her waves were tied up into a clip and few strands framing her face gave her a sexy look.
As Jamie and her friends walked onto the dance floor, heads turns and stares engulfed them. Soon after, the attention was off them and Jamie and her friends Kim, Tara, and Lindsay began dancing. A tall blonde slid her way over to the dancing quartet. She was clad in baggy black jeans and a tight white shirt. This stranger had eyed Jamie and her friends from across the room with growing lust...she then began to grind slightly against Jamie's behind, curling her arms around her. Slightly startled, Jamie turned around to face this new woman. Seeing that the dancer was a woman caused Jamie to flush bright red. "Hello..." She said, the words barely escaping her mouth. The stranger smiled and took Jamie's hand, leading her to the side of the dance floor. "Would you like to go outside?" Replied the stranger in a somewhat huskey voice. Jamie's body shivered at the thought of where this was going. She smiled and nodded. "First tell me your name." The stranger grinned, her teeth straight and white. "I am Rien. Rien Jacobs, and yourself?" After conversing for a few minutes, they walked outside into the cool autumn air.