“Ugh, Sarah. I think we look like two little whores, rather than two young girls coming to a birthday party.”

“I’m ok with that. Don't complain too much. Our appearance is perfect. We are two hot, sexy women. Look at us.”

Sarah pulled Cammila's shoulder to see the reflection of the two of them in front of the tighty closed car window. Cammila felt that she couldn't be as confident as Sarah, who was posing sensually while showing off her curvaceous body clad in a tight maroon dress. ...