We just won the league championship field hockey tournament! All of us were on cloud nine. Of course with any sport or class, the parents and goody two shoes sat up front, while us bad girls always sat in back so we could get away with whatever we wanted!

It wasn’t that late on the ride home, but it was very dark on the long drive home. So, all of us really wanted to celebrate in a big way!

My best friend Madison pulled out a medium sized bag with white powder in it. Going to a prestigious all girls school comes with many benefits. She pulled out her playbook from her bag and poured a little on. From small pouch in the bag she pulls out a dollar bill and one of her many credit cards that her dad had put in her name. She puts a small pile on the large rigid surface and with the credit card cuts the big pile into smaller piles, then drags them into thin long snowy lines. She rolls the dollar bill up into a tight miniature straw. As the girls watch her, she throws her hair back over her shoulders and looks at them al with a sexy, but devilish smile. She bends down and puts the straw to her petite nose and sniffs from the beginning of thin line, all the way to the end. She lifts her head and with her pretty green eyes watering ever so slightly, making them even more brilliant in the limited lighting. A smile comes on her face as she passes it off to me. We do this fairly often. But, being such a bad girl, and going the extra mile, I looked for the thickest and longest line, and showed it who was boss! One by one the six of us in the back took bumps as we became more excited, happier, more energetic, and a sexier.

These long trips were always a time when we could girl talk, talk shit on bitches, and just shoot the shit in general. But, our group of six pretty much ruled the school!

Madison was kind of the head bitch. He dad was the richest and owned his own law firm, one of the largest in the east coast. Whenever we got the law coming after us...he would find some loophole to get us out. Then he would just say,”oh, they are just having fun!”.

Me, the instigator. I was the bad influence. Anything I wanted to do, or any urge I had, I followed it! I am just that kind of person! I love living on the edge...never knowing where the edge is, or when, or even if I crossed it!

Then there was Dez, short for Dezeray. Dez was the most gorgeous! black girl on the face of the planet!!! She was thin, 5’10” tall, she always had perfectly cute hair, and I don’t know how she pulled this one off, but she had naturally blue eyes. She was so hot, that when she walked by the water fountains at school, they started to shoot out steam! Damn! Oh my God! And her ass....and tits! If you would see her tits...oh shit! The story! I have to finish telling you what appended. Sorry.

Then there was Kristyn. Kristyn was adopted at a very young age. But, her parents couldn’t be any cooler. They gave her anything she wanted and treated her like a princess.

Then comes Sun. Sun is originally from Japan and literally wants to be a Hentai character. She dresses up like one every day, accept when we have games. But she is so cute and sexy, she easily pulls it off.

Finally, but last definitely does not mean she is at the bottom of the least because she lacks any good qualities...by far! She is our Latina Queena! Jasmine. Our Mariposa. Socially, she is a butterfly, having friends in all different groups. But, we come first....always.

So, now we are all feeling good and sitting relaxed and start talking...as it turns.

“Ok, so, I am kind of worried about something. (Planning in my head, as I tell my little whit lie). I saw this, little bump on my breast.”, I said with a worried look on my face.

“What?!”, They all said with concern.

“Yeah. Isn’t that bad? Like breast cancer or something?”

“Stand back!”, Dez says as she holds her hands out. After all, I am studying to be a nurse.

“Girl! Were still in high school! You mean you WANT to study to be a nurse!”, Sun says with a giggle.

Dez looks over at Sun with a cute smile and says, “Ok! Well, it’s close enough! Now, it’s gonna be ok. Just pull down your top and let me see what we are talking about here.”

I slowly pulled down one strap over my shoulder, then the other. I slid my skirt top down to my waist. Then I took off my sports bra freeing my 30c breasts. They perked up after being pressed and adhered to my body for quite some time.

“Now, which one is it?”, Dez asked as she stared at both of my breasts while holding her hands up ready to grab and paw at them.

“Um...it would be...my left. Sooo, the one on your right.

Dez waisted no time feeling my supple breast. Her hands were soft and warm. Her touch was gentle and felt so good when she drug her hand and finger tips across my nipple.

“Hmmm, I don’t really feel anything abnormal.”

“Really?! I thought it was pretty obvious.

“Ok, I’m going to start at the very top and co down the center first. You tell me where you feel it, ok?”

“Ok.”, I said.

Dez used her index and middle finger and pressed in the very top of my breast.

“There?”

“No”

“There?”

“No”

“There?”

“No”

With the next touch she would be directly on my nipple.

“There?”

“Yes! That’s it! Right there! Pinch it! Can you suck on it too?!”

“All the girls start cracking up!