<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_09.jpg)</div><strong>Amber Stoneley</strong><br/><br/>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br/><br/>The beach, near the college Campus<br/><br/>With Sophie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Amber was so relieved that Sophie wasn't cross with her for her blatant boob-boob (and that expression caused her mind to do a quick somersault as she worked out exactly what she meant by it), that at first she didn't notice the blonde's blatant flirting nor her own flirting. Her face was a lot more chocolaty in colour than normal, and she wasglad that it was dark enouigh that Sophie wouldn't be able to see that she was still blushing hotly.<br/><br/>"My taste? Oh ha ha, yes... I... um. I like a nice big juicy pear..." She giggled a bit. And then Sophie went and really embarrassed her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be flirty" She looked away and Sophie's words yanked her head around as surely as if the sophomore had grabbed her chin. Brown eyes met blue eyes and Amber was lost. "I, uh... You would?" She licked her lips nervously and suddenly there was an arm around her shoulders.<br/><br/>"Sophie...?" She began to protest, but... But what the heck, this woman was gorgeous, she was a sophomore (at least that's what her badge at the LGBT kiosk had said) and she was coming on to meek little geeky Amber Stoneley. "Oh god!" She sighed and gave up. All hope of resisting vanished and she snuggled against the slightly older woman. She lay there for a few moments and just enjoyed. Then turning her head to look up at Sophie she grinned and said, "I do now!"<br/><br/>It was probably the boldest thing she'd ever said to another woman. But there was one important thing she had to know. "um, I hope this isn't too forward a question, after all we kind-of only just met, and... and I don't normally do stuff on the first date... let alone with someone who just happened to find me counting shooting stars on the beach..." She looked up at the sky again, where the rising moon had washed the milky way and the rest of the paler stars from the velvety blackness with her creamy light. "In fact... I never do stuff at all, ever", she added in a small timid voice. "But, but I need to know... Are they...." She glanced down at the impressively  filled tank top.<br/><br/>"You know? Real?" She finished rather lamely.<br/><br/>Amber's face was burning so hot, she felt she was probably a hazard to shipping - her blush must be glowing so brightly it would be visible for miles out to sea.<br/><br/>She tore her gaze away from the magnificent rack, and upo to the pretty face and smiled shyly. "So do you have anywhere to be tonight?"