OUT OF LOS ANGELES

  Jason stabbed at an empty Cheetos bag that had been discarded on the side of the road. After looking at it for a few seconds, dangling at the end of his pick, he placed it in the refuse bag that was hanging over his shoulder. He removed his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt.

  It wasn't that hot, it's just that he had been out on the side of the 10 freeway for the lesser part of the afternoon and all of that evening. He was slaving under the street lights and hadn't had a break since they called for a thirty minute rest for dinner, and that was some time ago.

  "Community service sucks." Jason glanced at his watch, it was almost 1:00 in the morning and the end of this shift. He had to work on the night crew because he couldn't miss his morning classes and he desperately wanted some sleep before he failed his Chemistry midterm tomorrow. They had covered about three miles worth of freeway and he had personally filled eight bags of garbage. "This is the last time I bring a doobie to jury duty, stupid judge. I was doing them a favor just by showing up! Ungrateful bastards."

  The supervisor blew his whistle to call everyone in and board the bus that would take them back to their cars downtown. Jason surveyed his surroundings, he was near the on-ramp for Fourth Street near the Promenade.

  "Probably some nice parties goin' on right now. All those lucky ones who finished their midterms already. Not me. Lucky pri..."

  His rantings were interrupted by the sound of an extremely loud motor coming up the on-ramp. He squinted past the headlights and saw the outline of a convertible, a bright red one from the look of it. As it passed by he saw the driver; a gorgeous blonde in a tight Hawaiian shirt. She winked at him as she drove by and sped up to join the rushing traffic. Jason whistled to himself and walked over to the idling bus.

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  "Nothing good is ever on the radio, no matter where you are. It's just a sad night for rock-and-roll."

  The speakers went silent as she placed a CD into the disk slot and the player hummed into action. The stars were out in full force that night and she had a wonderful view of them with the car's top down. Her bare feet felt wonderful in the cool evening air and she slid one up and down her other leg to feel the smoothness of it. A thin, gold band that surrounded one of the toes on her right foot was warm despite the outside temperature. She ran her tongue along her upper teeth.

  She had to admit, she couldn't remember the last time she met a whole group of people she really liked. She hoped the six of them managed to get back to their home safely. She smiled. No, she knew they would.

  "Listen to the music. Woah, whoa, whoa, listen to the music. All the time." She moved her foot from her leg to the clutch and shifted into fourth gear as she moved into the third lane.

  "Hello luscious!"

  "Awoooga, Awoooga, woof, woof!"

  She looked to her left and saw four guys piled into a Cadillac pulling up alongside her. Even at this speed her ears could still hear them yelling through the rushing wind. The one in the passenger seat was throwing kisses into the air while the two in the back were pushing their way towards her in an effort to show off.

  "I think I'm in love, hey baby!"

  "How about you, me, and the rest of our lives together?"

  She shook her head in disgust and looked forward.

  "Nice shirt, but do you know what would look better on you? Me!"

  She turned her head towards them and fixed her posture. Her breasts, without the constraints of a bra, pushed her shirt forward and stood firm and proud.

  "That's right honey, you know you want it. And you know you want me to... what the!?!"

  The top button on her shirt popped open revealing a better view of her impressive cleavage as it bulged forth. The guy in the passenger seat, not expecting this spectacle, stared stupidly. The two in the back continued to hoot and holler as the driver smiled, unaware of what was happening as he concentrated on the road. Her breasts swelled larger and they slowly pushed the material of her shirt farther out and strained the remaining buttons; the lapels tried to pull themselves apart, forming a zig-zag pattern of alternating gaudy fabric and tanned flesh. They were being pulled taut across her chest and the thin threads that kept them connected to her shirt were giving way one by one. The guy in the passenger seat could see the toned skin of her stomach as the Hawaiian print totally wrapped itself around her expanding chest.

  She tilted back her head, which was now over the headrest, and moaned with pleasure as another button broke open and her breasts came further into view. With a quick inhale the remaining two buttons snapped and the shirt flapped open in the oncoming wind. The cool, night air caused her nipples to quickly become erect and protrude almost an inch from her full and proud breasts that continued to grow, unencumbered by anymore restraints.

  "Jesus Christ! Am I seeing what I'm seeing?" The two in the back seat had gone almost speechless with the loss of her shirt. The guy in the passenger seat was totally catatonic. The driver stole himself a look and locked his gaze on her huge breasts that could no longer be contained by a shirt that was now a number of sizes too small. He was suddenly brought back to the present by the safety bumps on the road as they ran under his tires.

  One of her broad shoulders grew through her shirt, some stubborn stitching lacing over the growing blade as the weave split, and gave her a little more room for her upper body to move. She looked down at her tightening shorts as her expanding hips burst though the waistband with an audible pop. She spread her legs in an effort to give them more room in the shrinking space beneath the wheel and completely split the seams on both sides as her thighs tensed and the muscle pushed through. She took the top half of them and tossed them at the other car, hitting the driver in the face and blinding his vision as the warm denim covered him.

  He careened into the hedge that divided the north and south bound lanes and came to a crashing halt that threw everyone into the front dashboard as a wave of leaves clouded around them.

  As the driver looked up and wiped away a trickle of blood from a slight wound on his forehead he saw the pale face of his friend in the passenger seat who was saved from harm by his seat belt. He glanced back at the driver, wet his lips and said, "it was totally worth it." He then passed out.

  "Jerks." The woman shifted into fifth gear and replaced the other car in the vacated lane. She fanned out her blonde hair and tossed the other half of her shorts behind her. With a little bit of difficulty she removed the tattered remains of her shirt and put it in the back seat. A thin tuft of blonde hair was peaking out from either side of the incredibly tight black panties she was wearing. They were pulled taut between her legs as the waist tried it's best to not ride down past her wide hips.

  "I have another pair." With a tug from her thumb they gave way and were lost in the fluttering wind, leaving her naked. She reached to her side, adjusted the seat back and spread her long legs out in front of her. She then reached under the seat and pulled out a thin, white dress and another pair of black underwear that were just about her size.

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  "Oh, my head." Katie rubbed her moist temple, apparently she was fortunate enough to have passed out on the couch. "It feels like Satan is tap dancing on my brain." She stretched her lithe body and touched both ends of the couch with her head and feet. She sat up and swung her legs to the floor where they ended up on top of a mumbling form.

  "Hey! Stop it!"

  "Oops, sorry Amber." Katie moved her legs and blinked to better focus on the gorgeous brunette that was stirring on the floor beneath her. She moved her eyes along the long legs that were so tan they almost matched the silky hair that fell around Amber's shoulders.

  "You and your big feet." Amber sat up and rubbed some of the sleep out of her eyes.

  "You know you love 'em." Katie smiled and kissed her girlfriend gently on the forehead. "I'm starving, I wonder if there's anything to eat." She stood and unsteadily walked toward the kitchen.

  Amber watched longingly as Katie's hips swung back and forth in the tight pair of jeans shorts that stopped right where her strong thighs began. She traced the definition of the leg muscles as she softly bit her bottom lip and then cringed in pain.

  "Can you get me some orange juice and an aspirin?"

  Before Katie had the chance to reach the fridge a bedroom door creaked and the soft light of a halogen lamp filtered into the room. She squinted into the hall and saw the master of the apartment arising from her slumber. She was slipping into a silk robe that was as black as her short hair and that didn't entirely conceal, due to ingenious design, her firm breasts. Her nipples perked through the thin fabric as she stepped lightly into the living room.

  "Good morning Kristina." Katie smiled as best she could through the massive hangover that was ringing through her head.

  "Hey baby." Kristina gave her a soft peck on the cheek. "Whew, are you as whacked as I am today?"

  "I guess so, I don't know what the hell got into us last night."

  "About a hundred and fifty proof I'd wager."

  "Cute, and probably true. It's all because of that blonde bombshell that kept buying round after round. Who was that anyway?"

  Kristina gave a surprised look in response.

  "I don't know. I thought she was a friend of yours, she knew your name."

  "She knew all of our names. At first I thought it was kind of weird, but she was so sexy in that tight Hawaiian shirt that I didn't think anything of it and after about the fifth margarita I couldn't think much about anything."

  "She was a hotty, but there's already too many of us to think about throwing her into the mix."

  "Speak for yourself. Besides, Amber thought she was cute too."

  Amber gave a grunt of confirmation and rolled over on to her side, Kristina giggled.

  "See?" Katie nodded over to the still open bedroom door, "is Wendy in there?"

  "Yup," the smile on Kristina's face went ear to ear, "we had a nice end to a nice evening last night."

  "So did Rachel and Lisa, I could hear them through their wall last night. Kept my sorry ass up for almost five minutes before I totally passed out in a drunken stupor. I think we were too tired to do anything but sleep last night."

  Kristina looked over at Amber whose full hips were flaring out from beneath her blanket.

  "She does have an incredible body." Kristina glanced sidelong at Katie and gave a devilish smirk.

  "Don't we all?" Katie moved over and bumped ends with Kristina, a move she almost instantly regretted. "Oh, there is no god." The throbbing in her head pulsated with every beat of her heart. "Do you...?"

  Kristina held up her hand.

  "I know, the aspirin is in the left cabinet."

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