GINGER
"I'm so glad you made it!" Lucy shrieked as she pulled me against her in an embrace. When she pulled away, she looked me up and down and said, "Damn, you look hot, Gigi! If I weren't straight, I'd f**k you!" She stared down at my boobs "Can I feel them?"
"Sure," I replied. I was actually kind of used to it. For some reason, women loved touching my boobs. I mean, they were kind of just out there.
She poked two fingers into the top of them, the skin jiggling in response. "They're so squishy." I laughed at her reaction. She took my arm and pulled me toward the living room of the packhouse where a bunch of people were already pre-gaming.
"Here, have a White Claw," she said, pulling a can out of a bucket filled with ice. I took it from her as some girls made room for me on the couch.
