The Allure of Youth

Shalina Devine steps into the kitchen and stops cold. Two young blondes lean against the counter, tongues deep in each other's mouths, hands already sliding under cropped tops. One blonde flashes a tiny silver piercing on her tongue, the other sports a ring that catches the light when she moans. Shalina watches, pulse quickening, then moves in. They don't talk. They just shift to the bedroom, clothes vanishing along the way.