Rebecca couldn't believe that another guy had just broken up with her again for the ump teenth time. She didn't know what was going on she knew it wasn't her looks because she had a nice figure. She could only figure out that it was because of the fact she was a bit of a nympho and she didn't really like the guys that attracted because she wanted more than just one night. She couldn't wait to go out with some of her friends and take her mind off of another break up.
She calls some of her friends so that they can go out for the night. She takes a shower washing the smell of the dinner that she works at off of her skin and out of her hair the best she could. She made a decent living working at the dinner because of the men who gave her big tips because of her curves. When she finally felt confident that she had gotten enough of the smell of her work off she stepped out starting her "getting ready" regiment. When she made sure everything was in line she went to her closet looking at her clothes. She pick out a skimpy bra and thong as well as a short pink/purple plaid skirt. She also chose a tight fitting pink shirt that was low cut.
When she got everything on Rebecca stared at herself in the full length mirror she couldn't help but to let a grin escape and place itself across her lips. She knew that with this outfit she could drop any man's jaw with ease. She worked on her hair not putting much in it just making sure it was dried and brushed. She was almost ready to go so she went to her closet once again to choose her shoes for the night. She chose a pair of heels that wasn't a severe lift but enough to show off her round but firm bottom.
Rebecca left her apartment and drove herself into town. Her friends hadn't really told her where they wanted to hang out tonight so she drove around waiting for them to get a hold of her on her cell. She knew more than likely they were still getting ready and to her surprise they took a lot longer than her to get themselves ready.