Tina's Secret

Once we were all dressed, we met up with some more friends, and went from
party to party. As always happens, the group tapered off, as one guy got
sick and went home or another hooked up with a girl or another just seemed
to be swallowed up by the crowd. Around 1:00 AM, we found ourselves at a
house party in an off-campus condo not far from the dorms. I was drinking,
not a ton but just enough to add some more fun to the atmosphere, and just
having a good time in general. My Superman costume was a big hit,
particularly with the girls.

At one point, as I was talking to a redhead dressed like Audrey Hepburn, a
guy with zombie make-up, shredded clothes, and a knife sticking out of his
back approached me. I didn't know him but we had talked a bit since I
arrived at the party and even been partners for beer pong. He was a pretty
cool guy so, when he told me, "There's this girl whose costume you should
see outside", I went with him.

We walked outside where a second beer pong table had been set up and groups
were playing or watching or just milling about. As my new undead friend led
me towards the girl, I stepped on a beer can, and it sprayed all over my
foot. So I was looking down when he finally brought me to the girl. I
looked up and my eyes moved from her blue boots to a blue, pleated skirt,
and from past a yellow belt to a skin-tight spandex top with an "S" logo
over the c-cup breasts, to a pretty face framed by flowing, blonde hair.

"Superman," said the zombie, "meet Supergirl."

It was Tina. For the first time, I was seeing her dressed up with her hair
done and even wearing a little bit of make-up. She had been beautiful
before. Now she was breath-taking. Plus the Supergirl costume was super
sexy. Judging by the way her eyes over me, I could tell that she was
feeling more than just appreciation for my fine tailoring skills.

After explaining to our zombie friend that we knew each other already, Tina
and I excused ourselves, and went for a little walk. I took her hand in
mine, not knowing how she would react, but hoping she wouldn't pull her hand
away. She didn't. We talked about the kiss we had shared the previous
night and I told Tina that it had been more than just a kiss to me. I
really liked her and wanted to know if she felt the same way.