When I was at college, I had a friend called Lisa who lived upstairs from me. She was a stunner. Blondey-brown hair, hazel eyes, and the most stunning body. I also had a friend called Jen, in whom the term 'sex kitten' was embodied. She was petite, had gorgeous shoulder length red hair and freckles, and best of all she was bisexual.
One night I was in my room having a few drinks with Jen, when she turned the conversation round to Lisa. By this point she was a little tipsy, and we had been talking about some of the girls we'd been with.
"She's just such a tease," Jen was saying, "She wears that little red top and bends over in front of me, I swear she's trying to turn me on."
"I know," I said "the other day I was watching TV and she purposely laid on the sofa in front of me so that I had to look over her tits to see the TV."
"We should go down there and see if she's into threesomes" Jen said playfully. I always knew that when she got this devilish look in her eye she meant it.
"She's not even into girls though, says it's weird," I protested.
"Yeah, but with a little persuasion she might consider it?
Jen was dangling a little bottle in front of her perfect little tits. By this point I was intrigued.
"What is that?" I asked
"Let's just call it love tonic. I got it from that market stall that sells all the weird ingredients."
"Does it work?"
"That depends on whether you remember last night or not?"
"W-hat?" I asked, not quite comprehending what she was saying.