"Catch you later," Zoey purred, running her long sexy nails gently across Stacy's naked C-cup breasts. Then she stood up, grabbed her clothes, and walked out of the locker room, wearing nothing but her high heels.
Stacy stood up and headed back to her locker to pick up her clothes. And that was when she spotted Emma and Chris returning from the showers.
"Man, what a nice piece of ass," Emma said, smiling. She paused, feeling a little strange, for some reason. She had this weird feeling that she shouldn't have been commenting on a girl like that, but Zoey Sanders was such a fucking hot girl. The girl's tits (was that the right word? tits?) might have been a little smaller than what Emma liked, but the rest of her made up for it.
"You're telling me," Stacy said, putting her boxers back on. But as turned on as she was by her sexual encounter with Zoey, part of her felt a little disgusted by what just happened. She had no idea why. Zoey was amazing. She almost felt honored. Almost. She knew Zoey's reputation and knew that she fucked half the school, so maybe she shouldn't have really felt all that honored after all. But still ... that slut was so amazing.
"So, any plans for tonight?" Chris asked the two women.
