An hour after taking a shower, putting on the new pair of clothes and applying the makeup tricks that she saw on YouTube, she went to the big mirror to check her over all look “Holy shit!!!”

Bette moved closer to the mirror and held her cheeks. She couldn’t believe what she saw, looking back at her was a stunningly sexy woman.

She let her curly hair, which was always tied up to fall down her shoulders, her lips were painted with red lipstick and she was sporting a smoky eyes look, which she carefully imitated on the internet. She wore a black v-neck sleeveless top that showed a delicious amount of cleavage, grey tailored pants that proudly accentuated her scrumptious ass and black pumps. She whistled and said to her own reflection

“Oh my goodness I’d so fuck you myself!” the brunette chuckled at what she said then took a deep breath “Milk here I come!”

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  “Hey Al you seem so bored why don’t you hit the dance floor?” Shane said almost catching her breath due to the kissing marathon that she had been doing with a girl that she just met. Alice shifted her gaze from the dance floor to her friend

“Oh yeah it would be really worthwhile if someone will dance with me. I asked five girls and they’d all shot me down! I don’t understand I’m gorgeous, sexy and oh so fuckable, what’s wrong with them?!”

Shane took a sip on her beer then patted her friend’s back “relax Al you’ll have your luck”

“I hope so otherwise I’m gonna set this club on fire it’s so fucking unfair!” Alice replied angrily. Shane just laughed at her friend’s sentiments. Alice just continued scanning at the flood of women in the club when someone who just entered and went straight to the bar caught her attention. Alice tugged at the side of Shane’s shirt “Shane, Shane look, 9 o’clock!”

Shane got confused because they were seated facing each other so she looked at her 9 o’clock and what she saw was a big butch with a lot of piercings and tattoos “fuck Alice I didn’t know that you have a very exotic taste In women”

Alice looked at whom Shane was referring to “what are you talking about?”