Milana stepped out of the bathroom and strode through the men changing rooms. A series of hunky boys stood outside it, dressed anew. She bit her lip a tad and inched her way towards one catching their attention. "Well hello stud, have you ever taken a joyride with a scene girl? Because you haven't "Scene" enough of this yet." The boy grinned, taking an arm around her as they flirted.
Nearby, Regina checked out the spunky girls hair as she hung over all the boys. She couldn't help but admire her dyed highlights, her supple behind, among her other womanly assets. She sighed and looked on dreamily, wondering if she'd ever have a chance with her. "What I wouldn't do to squeeze that butt, she's got such a tight ass!"
After a bright flash, Regana looked over herself. Her short short hair, pale yet femme makeup, the punk skirt and tie she wore. Everything about herself seemed okay. She passed by the sweaty and boys changing station and peaked into the girl's to catch a whiff of feminine persuasion. Oh how she loved the smell of girls, with a little luck maybe someday she'd get one with a hot butt.
