Jenny and Rita were sat on a couch, in a semi regal manner. The two girls exuded an air of privilege and self obsessed arrogance, everything about them, from the sweet valley clothes, the look of smug superiority and the lazy relaxed posture they maintained.

Their looks did well to compliment their airs. They both looked like they would be right at home on the stage of a high class porno flick. They had thin, smooth limbs and Jenny had large DD breasts that seemed to be fake while Rita went more for the exotic, flat chested porn star look, the type that could touch their ass with their head. Jenny flicked her hair long, straight blonde hair back gracefully to give Tira a wave. Rita, who had shorter, deep red hair, simply gave Tira a smile as she crossed her legs, which were bare except for the short, tight fitting denim shorts and long white boots. Keeping with the mall rat aesthetic her top was little more than a deep red tube top with a large silver star in the centre. At least in this regard, Jenny seemed more classy with a white vest and a mid length denim skirt.

Tira yanked Charlette’s lease bringing the nervous girl before Jenny and Rita. Jenny blurted out in a rather spoilt accent, “So this is the girl you told us about? She better be bringing some good food or we are going to have to have all sorts of fun with her.”

Charlette went rigid with fear, her hands clenched and rigidly at her sides as Rita stood up and sauntered over to her, lifting her chin up, cupping her breasts and ass. Thee xperience was terrifying and she could not help but clench her eyes shut. Eventually Rita announced to Tira, “ Not a bad little find you have here… are you sure we can’t eat her?” Jenny gave a stern gaze at Charlette and Charlette gave a desperate look to Tira, silently pleading with her, unable to speak.

“Calm down ladies. I said if she was good, we wouldn’t eat her. Don’t worry the snacks will be here any-“ Tira was interrupted with a knocking at the door and with an excited squeal she motioned for Rita and Jenny to hide before jumping behind the sofa herself.

Charlette gulped, glad that the attention would be off her once the guests came in, unable to care that they would be eaten at the moment. She said with a squeaky voice, “Come on in… the doors open.”