Megan wrapped her arms around Stacy and gave her a hug and returned the kiss on the cheek with one on the lips. It was innocent and loving, not one of the more passionate kisses they shared when entwined under bed sheets. Her eyes went to Ariel and she replied: "I work in the entertainment business. I create culinary master pieces for the millions of juvenile delinquents. Mostly known as filling pop corn buckets at the movie theater..."<br/><br/>As the words rolled off her mouth, Megan shook her head in self disgust. She hated her job. She quickly took another sip of her drink, letting the alcohol take away all the bad memories of the day! "But enough about my crappy job, lets get this game going." Megan said, a slender arm draping around Stacy's shoulder.  She felt more comfortable now out of her work clothes. The black tank top was tight on her lithe frame and offered more skin to be seen. She was wearing a cute black push up bra that helped give her small breasts some cleavage. Stacy had picked out one day when they were at the mall together.<br/><br/>As the group mingled and began to ready themselves for the game, Megan's hand would leave Stacy's shoulder and mischievously slide under her shirt, caressing the soft skin of her back. Of course Megan tried to play it off as a nonchalant maneuver, but the truth was that she missed her lover.