Aimee left on her date that wasn’t really a date, leaving Karla alone. Karla hated being alone. After pacing around the apartment for a while trying to find something to do with herself, she decided the night called for alcohol and dancing, even if it was Sunday. She began to rummage around in her closet, looking for the outfit that would keep her from having to pay for her own drinks. Men were always so eager to help a slutty-looking girl. In the end, she chose a pair of white jeans, with holes in very strategic places, which hugged her a*s almost as tight as her skin. She wore a blue blouse that tied in the front and fell open over the top of her breasts, revealing quite a bit of the softness of her round globes, and left her tummy exposed.
As she was running a brush through her hair, h
