Would You

'You are delicious...' the coppered one breathed...winking....

She could feel the heat rise to her cheeks and radiate through her earlobes....

Then, the friend leaned forward—around 'Copper'—she was enough to take the breath away....the color of onyx, with blue rising....the hint of iris beneath smooth, clear skin pulled taut from her dimpled chin to equally high cheekbones that dipped into two deep blue pools—clearly lenses, but gawd! she knew how to use them to effect....everything else on her face was a take on her 'blueness'—eye-shadow and lashes to the blue tips of her short, black hennaed dreads....the cheeks glowed with plum and all that led the eye back to those broad, thick lips that looked like the fruit themselves....

She was 'poured' into a short, tight, white, knit, sleeveless, turtleneck mini that made her muscular legs seem impossibly long—these were encased in black, opaque tights that had a slight shimmer....all this ended in a pair of white, open-toed, pumps, complete with ankle-straps, and, again quite expensive....

The 'Plum' was accessorized in silver....the most striking of which were the small silver nose-ring, and the lizard that climbed her left lobe....

'Did he leave you here with us...?' she began... 'how unthoughtful....' she laughed....

''Unthinking', would be more to the point...' the coppered one interjected....

'Mmmmmmm...you've got a point there....to leave someone so tasteful—and, uhm...tasty—with the likes of us....what an oversight....' says the plum, provocatively licking her lips, making them shine even more, as she slid down from her seat to reveal her full self....

Not much more than 5'6-7, an athlete's ass—tight, well-formed, pronounced—the legs were recognizable—they belonged to a sprinter....the waist was almost invisible...the abs rippled beneath the tight knit, rose up the rib-cage and ended in full c-cups with thick, ringed nipples that winked through the fabric, even though they were covered....