Amy's face was flushed red from the embarrassment of falling out of the taxi. She rarely wore high heels and wasn't quite use to them. Her embarrassment was made all the worse when Sara, a cute female with striking copper hair rushed to her aid and helped her up.<br/><br/><em>"Hey, you okay?  That first step can be a doozy.  Let's go get a drink and forget about this, shall we?  I'm Sara by the way."</em>Sara had asked.<br/><br/>Amy laughed nervously, dusting her hands off. "Thank you! I'm Amy Way....er. Just Amy!" she said, remembering not to divulge her last name. Amy continued, "I'm usually not this klutzy. I normally wear glasses but it didn't match my dress, so I'm wearing my contacts. They kinda hurt my eyes however. Oh wow! Look at this place! I've never been to one of these parties, but I'm really looking forward to it. I mean, I have been to parties, its not like I'm a nerd or anything and hardly get invited..."<br/><br/>Amy was nervous and starting to drone on and on. "So, um yeah." she said, forcing herself to stop the yammering. She hobbled with Sara up the entry way of the mansion. Amy was a good half a foot shorter then Sara, and her long black hair was a sharp contrast from Sara's beautiful red locks. Amy couldn't help but feel envious. Clearly Sara was a beautiful woman with plenty of sex appeal and confidence.<br/><br/>It was then that Amy felt more self conscious about herself. She was wearing a dress she borrowed from her room mate in which the top was very low cut, revealing ample cleavage for anyone to see. Still Amy forced herself to smile when she really felt like running to find a hoodie.