<strong>Michelle Chamberlain</strong><br/><strong>The cliff house Bistro</strong><br/><strong>Trystin, Sana, Mayson and Danielle</strong><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Oh very charming May,"</strong>Michelle laughed at the picture Sana showed of her girlfriend.<br/><strong>"You're a natural San."</strong><br/><br/>The food was good and not too much. Most restaurants she had been in around the country had portions that were way too big and Michelle usually had to sent a lot of food back. She was skinny and thin and didn't eat much at all. The steak was perfectly done and the salad was fresh and good and she had to think back to when the last time was she had this good food. Over the course of the evening, Michelle loosened up a bit to her normal self, mostly because of the alcohol but also because of the company. These where her friends and she really felt comfortable around them. However her mind kept going to the Starbucks girl at the airport. The little exotic looking thing.<br/><br/>Michelle had never made it a secret that she was into girls as well. Together with Andrew they sometimes had a girl they met in the bar that night sleeping in between them. Since Andrew had left her, Michelle had felt a special connection to the Starbucks girl. Maybe she'd ask her to join them for shopping tomorrow, maybe she could help with picking a nice couch and some seats.<br/><br/><strong>"Sure sure... rub it in." </strong><br/>Michelle held her hands under her breasts pushing them up a bit.<br/><strong>"What cleavage?"</strong><br/><br/>Because of her thin and slim build, her breasts were probably the smallest of all the girls here and she liked mocking herself for it. She knelt down next to Trystin on the floor, leaning against his chair and on one knee, leaning slightly forward.<br/><br/>