Kayla knocked twice on the door of her best friend's house. They were having a slumber party and so had invited a multitude of girlfriends over to stay the night. Kayla was sweaty after having ran twenty minutes from her house on the other side of the bay. She wore a tight pair of grey leggings which perfectly complimented her slim physique. In hindsight, Kayla regretted not wearing her usual pink sports-bra for running (she had noticed a considerable amount of boob "bouncing" as she ran), on this ocassion she had adopted a black lace bra (which she had deemed to be more appropriate for the sleepover) and a loosely fitting crop top to cover.
She had long blonde wavy hair and a set of deep brown eyes which rested perfectly atop her toned cheekbones. She had a gentle golden tan and smooth complexion that came naturally and was something that she had become proud of. Kayla was neither a girl who obsessed about her appearance nor spent hours in the gym but could've easily been a model from the way she'd taken care of herself.
Footsteps approached the door and Kayla was met with a great smile from her best friend, Ellie. They were both sixteen and shared the same birthday, 21st June. They went into the living room where all of the other six girls were present - all of whom were in sleeping wear. Due to the hot nature of the weather in Florida, Kayla felt comfortable stripping down to her bra and matching lace panties. She had chosen to wear this lingerie as she'd bought it only a few days past. Kayla revelled at the sight of seven partially naked teens around her and felt somewhat aroused.