<strong>Gina Cifaretto</strong><br/><br/>Gina pulled up in front of the house in her beaten-up BMW ... she'd bought the thing second-hand, and it barely ran sometimes, but Gina loved it anyway. It still looked good, and more importantly, thought she looked great when she was driving it.<br/><br/>That assumed, however, it would<em>start</em>.<br/><br/>She and her girlfriend Polina were supposed to be at Avery's hen night well over an hour ago, but of course, the frigging BMW had chosen tonight, of all nights, to not want to start. Fortunately, the guys who lived across the way were good with cars. After a little bit of flirting and making some naughty promises for later in the week, a new battery was installed, some wires were fixed, and ...<br/><br/>"Finally," Gina said with an exasperated breath. "We're here."<br/><br/>Taking off her seatbelt, Gina leaned over in her seat and gave her lovely blonde girlfriend Polina a full kiss on the mouth ... and slipped a hand under her black trenchcoat as well. Still kissing Polina, Gina smiled as the girl moaned and squirmed. Gina's hand cupped one of  Polina's small breasts, roughly kneading the hard nipple between her fingers. Part of Gina just wanted to tear away the trenchcoat, shove her girlfriend into the backseat of the car and steam up the windows ... but she didn't.<br/><br/>She knew they'd have more fun at the party.<br/><br/>"Enough," Gina finally said, breaking off the kiss. Her hand slipped back out from under the trenchcoat, and she gently caressed the girl's cheek. "You're such an adorably dirty thing, P ... god, I love you." She caressed Polina's cheek some more, then abruptly slapped it - playful, but hard.<br/><br/>"Let's go have some fun, shall we?"<br/><br/>Gina got out of the care. She wore a leather jacket over a worn, faded T-shirt and a ridiculously short denim mini-skirt, one that barely covered her ass cheeks. She opened the passenger door for Polina, and helped the girl out. Polina wore her long black trenchcoat and tall platform high heels.<br/><br/>Taking Polina's hand, Gina led her to the front door. Hearing sounds of a party going on inside, Gina smiled and rang the doorbell.<br/>