What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

Georgina had said "Come on, Kid. Ya need to get out on the town and have some fun. You come with me Friday night and I'll show you how to paint this sorry town red." When Dottie opened the door Friday twilight, there stood Georgina, dressed to the nines, wearing a pair of ruby red pumps, and looking noticeably more buxom than she had remembered her at the grocery store.


The fact was undeniably apparent now: Georgina was clearly more mature, at least sexually, than was Dottie.


And the realization unbalanced her and made her question their friendship, and what they were about to do. 


Klept From Peach Bee