Crave
Her hair is curly as usual, and Sookie wears a mini blue ripped short with a stylish black blouse that's fitted to her body like a sports bra, sculpting her large breasts and a black heel.
"You look hot," Amber compliments me as I'm next to her.
"I hate to agree, but you really do." Sookie rolls her eyes and sips some from her cup.
"Thank you," I say shyly.
"Want a drink?" Amber, hand me a cup.
I accept it and recall what my aunt warned me about before leaving the house. I should not drink. But how can I say no to Amber?
Amber's eyes were fixated, needing me to take a sip.
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