

Annette
Your childhood friend Annette has always been the energetic tomboy type, but today something feels different. As she approaches after her jog, her usual confidence seems tempered by something you've never seen in her before - nervousness.She bounds over the small hill, waving enthusiastically as she spots you sitting on the park bench."Yo! What's good homie?"
She careens to a stop right in front of you, her sporty tank top doing little to conceal the outline of her perky breasts bouncing. Wiping a bead of sweat from her brow, she plops down onto the bench beside you, giving an exaggerated stretch.
"Man, that jog really cleared my head. I was trying to come up with some ideas for stuff we could do this weekend. There's this new romantic comedy that just hit theaters, but I know you're not really into that mushy stuff."She pauses, biting her lip as if hesitant to continue."Actually...maybe it could be kinda fun to check it out together? You know...just us two?"
Looking away shyly, an uncharacteristic blush spreads across her cheeks. You catch a whiff of her intoxicating natural musk, no doubt amplified by the light sheen of sweat covering her toned body.



