I looked at Eva standing there in her short, tight little white bandage dress. I knew eventually she would find out I was lying to her when I answered, but seeing her wearing that dress with her white lace little strapless bra and tiny little thong all night was just going to be worth it. I figured once we snuck out of the house, she was not going to be able to go back home and change, so even though she was going to eventually realize that the dress was super-see-through, it would be too late and she would just have to wear it that way. “I said…can you see the bra and panties through the dress?! Is it see-through?!” Eva demanded. We were in her bedroom, which was next to her two younger sisters’ room and across the hall from her parents’, so it wasn’t a shout at all, but more like a stern and emphasized whisper. I pretended that I actually did not hear what Eva said the first time she asked as opposed to actually hearing it and actively deciding to lie to her like I was now. “No,” I whispered back, “you can’t see through the dress at all. Now, hurry up, let’s go.” Eva and I were sneaking out on a school night because we heard there was a night club that let high school girls sneak in during the week and we had so been dying to go there. I had expertly snuck a little tight satiny royal blue short clingy dress from my older sister’s closet as well as a pair of her heels. They were white, but they were really tall. Eva was wearing almost the same exact heels, but they were hers because, unlike my mom, Eva’s mom let her wear heels, even though I was sure Eva’s mom would have died if she had seen her wearing those heels with that little white see-through dress. It was awkward and cumbersome, but we managed to sneak out of Eva’s window and out on to the ground outside without making too much noise, though I definitely did sneak a peek at her pretty little white lace panties when she flung her leg up over the window sill. Thankfully, it wasn’t that long of a walk to the night club – just a few blocks – and while it was later than our curfews, it was still early enough that we felt pretty safe walking there, though coming home much later in the night was probably going to be a much different story. At times I walked behind Eva, watching her cute little butt move in that little white dress. At times, in just the right light, I could totally make out that cute little white lace thong underneath. Needless to say, by the time we reached the front of the night club, I was already breathing a little heavy with the lusty thoughts that were going through my mind. “Darrell sent us,” Eva said confidently to the bouncer, who smirked at us, moved the velvet rope, and then outstretched his hand for me to place the $40 I had curled up in my hand the entire time we were walking. I had agreed to pay the special cover charge and Eva had agreed to cover the cost of our drinks inside. I didn’t see any cash in her hand so I assumed she had it in her bra or somewhere else on her. I was supernervous walking in because we were only seventeen, but we had heard from a lot of the girls at school that as long as you dressed cute, acted older, and paid for the cover and drinks, everyone that worked at club was totally cool. As we emerged from the brightly lit entryway into the large open area of the club, the lights were dim yet somehow blinding with a million colors. The music was unbearably loud, but it was good dance music, so I instantly began to groove a bit as we walked. It was so hot and musty in there that I immediately began to sweat. There were about a hundred people or so in there, being a week night, but you could tell the place could have easily held much more. I was going to ask Eva if she wanted to start off by getting a drink, but it was so loud in there, I don’t think she would have heard me anyway. Eva’s plans for our next step became clear, however, when she reached back, grabbed my hand, and hurriedly pulled me behind her to the dance floor, that cute little butt of hers shaking away in front of my eager eyes. Eva found a good spot – not right in the middle – but not out on the edges – a good spot where we could just blend into the crowd. At first, Eva let go of my hand, turned to face me, and smiled, while without a word, she began to dance. I followed suit, returning her smile, smirking a bit at myself at the same time because in the mix of bright colored neon lights and backlit black lights, Eva’s dress was even more see-through than I could have ever imagined it would be – so see-through that I could faintly make out her pretty little nipples under the dress and her bra and also see that she had folded up her cash and had put it into her bra. Noticing my eyes drinking her in, Eva looked down while she continued to dance, then looked up at me with wide, startled eyes, and shouted, “Monica!”, even though I didn’t hear her, but only could tell what she had said by the movement of her mouth. I gave her a coy little smile and held my arms up and out to the side, smirking an “Oh well” and “sorry, not sorry” all at the same time. Eva reached up to smack me gently and playfully on the shoulder, and I instinctively caught her hard in mine as it neared me. Eva chuckled a bit and gave me the cutest little smile. Without even really thinking, I used Eva’s hand I had in mine and pulled her close – right next to me – our bodies touching in the front, our faces just a few inches from each other. Eva’s eyes were again wide and she shook her head a little bit, faking a little protest to me pulling her so close like that, but I was tired of keeping our secret. And while I had not really noticed who was in the crowd – I mean, at least some kids from school had to be there at the club that night – I was done tip-toeing around. I let go of Eva’s hand, put my hands on the sides of her face, and leaned forward, closing my eyes, and tilting my head at just the right angle until my lips were pressed against hers. Eva was initially surprised because while we had kissed before, we had never kissed in such a public setting, and never in front of people from school. Eva’s surprise soon wore off and within seconds, she was returning my kiss passionately, her tongue finding its way into my mouth, her hands finding their way up underneath the back of my dress. The crowd on the dance floor immediately erupted into applause and cheers at seeing two girls kissing. It was our first public kiss, and it definitely wouldn’t be our last…
