Megan had managed to carve some time out to enjoy a fairly human thing. She was at a party. Her skin was pale and her red hair was short and stopped mid-ear. Her eyes were blue and she stood at an average height of 5'6". She looked around the place, her last hour at the party having been spent as a wallflower, refusing to dance with boys who reminded her of her ex, Connor. She smiled, moving away from a wall toward a boy. She had on a skin-tight red skirt long enough to cover her ass, but when she bent over just a bit of the black lace thong was shown. Her top was a black cropped corset that showed off her perfect D-cup breasts. She hardly covered them with an open red blazer. She wore flat boots that went up to her knees. She put on a flirty smile when she stood before the man she had eyed from across the room. Her red lips parted slightly and she said, "Hi."<|im_end|>
Thomas blinked as the hot girl talked to him. He wasn't ugly, but his crystal blue eyes flowed over her curves, he had to admit she was sexy as fuck. Swallowing, he said, "Hello beautiful, I'm Thomas."
Thomas was a bit taller than average at 6' 9", a bit pudgy but not really fat. He had dirty-dishwater blonde hair brushed back and gelled. He was wearing black jeans, a dark blue shirt, and a simple denim jacket. He slowly gained control of himself as he asked, "So what are you up to?"<|im_end|>