When you describe Gina you have to use words like honey, sweet, sugar… You would also have to use words like manipulative, seductive, and go-getter. That young light brown haired girl with light green eyes has been known to be a regular coquette. The way she would talk to you, playing with her hair, plucking her lips, stepping to close to be dissent and then stepping away leaving you confused. That sweet sound she would made when pausing her talk, that made you think she would reach orgasm just by looking at you, and then she would pull away leaving you to wonder could you have said anything better to make her stay.
When you describe Joanne you would most likely use words like fire, thunder, and brain. High self-esteem and confidence would also be on top of the list. She would be the girl that you admire just watching her sitting on that sofa and playing with her mobile. In a second her dark eyes would raise giving you thee felling of being roasted over hot coal, then her serious face would turn in to a smile, and just like that she would get back to whatever she was doing. And you were left to, once again, to admire at her. Seeing Joanne was like a visit to Uffizi, a perfectly sculptured body for your eyes and for hands.
Our story begins with an accident. One completely random thing changed their lives and gave us this story. Both girls were born in same town, went in same school, but different classes. Then in same high school, again in different classes, and finally both girl enrolled in different colleges but in same town. So they did know each other. They were friends on Instagram, Facebook… Often leaving that annoying messages to one another, like any other girls. But they were in completely opposite cliques. Different squad of girls, with different live philosophies… Their destines were always close but never crossed, until that night.
But on that night things got out of hand. It was a first summer break after their freshman year at college. Bond by some mutual friends both girls were at a party that took a place in a family mansion outside of town. Country house had two floors, pool and large vine cellar, and best part is that it was neighbor free. Surprisingly, both girls somehow ended at same time in upstairs bedroom changing clothes to enter pool. Loud music and tons of people prevented anyone from hearing that door slammed and lock brake leaving them locked together. So there it was, a tinniest flow in this universe that would completely change young girls life.
Gina in her orange bikini opposite Joanne in her red wine. At first girls did not even noticed that the door jammed as they were busy admiring themselves in mirror. But when they tried to get out and join the party door knob was not moving an inch.
- Fuck, someone is holding the door. – Gina said loudly.
- No- replied Joanne. - It looks like they are locked.
-Oh fuck again. I guess the lock did not take well that slam.
Both girls started to kick and shout at the door, but it was apparent that loud music will stopped them from being heard.
- My phone is downstairs.
- So it’s mine. Think they will notice we are missing and come to look for us? - asked Gina.
-Probably yes and they will think we left with some boys, so I don’t think they will bother to look for us. Not until they get drunk and decide to use this bedroom.
Gina eyed at her partner in trouble. Joanne had her dark brown hair tied in to, a well know, lose braid, a trademark for her. Brunette was around 5’6’’, just an inch taller than Gina, and had well defined 110lbs body. Not to muscular but still hinted that she probably works out. Her 32 B chest had no trouble staying in dark red bikini she chose for this party. Gina on opposite side had more or less same weight only little curvier. Her ‘hot toffee’ hair was loose opposite to Joanne. Her serene green eyes stood opposite to ebony colored Joanne’s.
- What are we supposed to do now? – asked Gina.
- Look around maybe there is a phone here, or anything other we could use to break out.
- All I can see is this bottle of whiskey.
- And what exactly do you plane to do with it?
- Well I am not going to let this party become ruined for me. – sad Gina as she poured whiskey in two glasses offering one to Joanne who took it without a word. Later when thought about this moment both girls were assured that a sparkle broke out as their fingers touched.
Quarter of bottle later two ladies were still in room laying on floor talking about last party. A huge argument broke out between Lydia and Mia.
- When you think about it Lydia should have broken that bitch Mia’s teeth. I mean what a nerve on that girl. - Gina was declaring her two cents on that encounter.
- Well that easy for you to say. You don’t hang out with Mia anymore.
- She is such a looser. Always pushing her nose where it does not belong, talking behind everyone back.
- That’s now what she sad to me- whiskey has spoken from Joanne.
- Oh what did you hear?
- I heard that you are manipulative bitch who tried to control her and was jealous of every boy that would lay his eye on her.
- Who said that?
- She did, and almost every other girl.
- You mean every other girl from you clique? You snobs.
- We are not snobs.
- Oh, please… you have your noses reaching a celling.
- Well at least we are not reaching a celling with feet like you bitches.
- What did you say?
- I said that Lydia has been known for her work with feet in air and back on bed. Just like you.
- You fucking cxnt, calling me easy?
- Well you aren’t no puzzle.
- And you aren’t no nun ether. I know about you and Marko.
- What about him?
- Well if he calls you going to run. Like a dog, everyone sees that.
- Take that back slut.
- Make me bitch. – Gina jumped from bed. Joanne jump at same time. Both girls stood face to face, in deadly eye stare. – Everyone knows you are his lap dog.
- I am no dog, slut.
- Well I am not slut, bitch.
- Take that back about me and Marko.
- No. in fact as soon as we get out of here, I am going to find him and show you what a real woman does with a man.
- You are going to do no such a thing.
- Watch me cxnt.
-Careful, you fucking cxnt. I’m not like Mia. I am going to punch you.
- Is that so? You think I am scared? Come on bitch, it not like we can escape from this room. You better think about that before putting another challenge to me.
- You re stepping over the line, cxnt.
- I am drawing a line. Right here and right now. You dare to call me one more time slut and I ll give you e a beating of your life
Joanne approached Gina. Both girls were just an inch away getting ready to fight each other.
- Gina, I am warning you.
- No, I am warning you, Joanne. If fight breaks out, you want be able to escape.
- This is going to be fun.
- Well at least fun for one of us.
Later, girls were not sure was it whiskey, adrenalin, or just pure hate that lighted this situation. At the time both girls were impressed with beauty that was in front of them, making them jealous and horny at same time.
Gina slapped Joanne. Joanne grabbed her hair and pushed Gina slamming her back on closet. Both girls started to slap uncontrollably, hitting each other over face, belly, hips…
- Slut!
- Whore!
Both girls pushed and pull each other, slamming until they tripped over bed and continued to roll on floor. Gina somehow ended on top but Joanne was holding her hair tight not giving her a chance to raise her head. In desperation Gina grabbed Joanne’s bikini top and start to pull it. Joanne raised her leg and pushed Gina away placing her heel in Gina’s chest.
Not waiting for Gina to stand up Joanne throw herself on top of her. Her hands finished in Gina’s hair again but Gina’s raised fist used Joanne momentum and almost throw air of out of her lounge. Falling on side she became easy mark to Gina. Still feeling her scalp burning from Joanne’s hand young girl quickly sit her foe’s back and pulled her for braid.
-AAAGH, let me go, slut.
Desperately Joanna tried to get out of hold. She crawled away whit Gina on her back riding her like a horse. Still holding her for braid Gina stood up and send a kick to Joanne’s back. At that time Joanne send a mule kick right at Gina’s tibia. Both kick landed at same time making both girls once again on floor.
This time Joanne was quicker to get herself together and in a second she was at Gina’s back grabbing her in reverse choke.
Light haired brunet started to chalk as her foe was placing a tight lock around her neck. Adrenaline rushed through her veins, and her heart beat like a wild as she was about to pass when suddenly she found a strength to sink her nails in Joanne’s arms. Hold was loosening just a little enough for Gina to send elbow to Joanne’s tit forcing red bikini fighter to back out.
Both girls were standing on their knees, face to face, knowing that this fight is far from over. Pain, anger and adrenaline kept them going.
-Slut.
- Dog.
And just like that fight continued. Orange and red rolled over floor from wall to wall, shouting insults, scratching and hissing, slapping and moaning from pain.
- What the hell are you doing? – a voice shouted from behind.
You could only imagine surprise of, John, host of this party when he headed for his bedroom only to discover that it was completely trashed by two girls still in clutch, holding each other giving and taking pain.
- Get the fuck out. - both girl cried at him. – None of us is leaving until this is finished.
