Dana came to live with us when i was a senior, having just become eighteen. She came from a bit of a rough upbringing, which made her seem exotic. She had a filthy mouth, which only made her more fun to spend time with. She moved into a room downstairs and would spend a lot of time talking to friends of hers on the phone while she lay on the bed.
We were not that close, and i always kinda thought she was pretty cool. We were the same age, she'd been adopted when she was a baby and my crazy aunt wasn't all that great at being a mom, so Dana wanted to stay with us when her mom skipped out on her.
She was lying on the bed when i poked my head through the door that afternoon. I could hear that she was on the phone. I started to say something, to ask her if she wanted a snack or something stupid. Started.... but never eeked a word.
She was lying on her back with the phone to her ear and a magazine in her hands. i could see her curly locks above the pages, but her eyes were obscured by the magazine, teen cosmo or something like that. I heard the pop of the gum she liked to chew as she was rattling off about some guy in class at her new school, my school.
I realized that she was talking to one of her girlfriends. Something caught my eye, she moved on the bed, pulling her legs up closer to her chest. She wasnt wearing pants, or a dress, just panties. They werent anything special, no thong or frilly panties. they werent the hot shorts or hi cuts that id seen in her laundry before. They were just well worn white cotton panties, almost paper thin. As she raised her legs folds appeared, creases, and i saw a little darker spot in the middle. My hormonal mind raced as i could see the curly matte of blonde hair tufts peeking over the edges.
She shifted again, rolling her knees apart which caused the thin material to get enveloped into her folds, producing a prominent damp silhouette of her vagina. I was mesmerized, and she was unaware, I was even there.