"I'm sleepy." Korah Cohen protested pointlessly. Korah was the shortest girl in the group and normally the most talkative. Although she was only a few months younger than the others, she was normally viewed as the kid because she was excessively spoiled (even by rich girl standards), tended to talk a lot and immaturely and tended to be rather petulant while contributing very little to the group. Still, she was part of their group and they cared for her. Little Korah was a short but voluptuous girl. Instead of the lean, slim frame of Amanda, the soft, slightly fatty frame of Miriam or the hard, athletic frame of Abigail, she had a sensual, womanly figure with full hips, short but finely curved legs moving down to slender ankles, a full chest and a gently body that looked almost yielding. Her face was cute and round although her soft mouth was a little larger than average. She had olive skin and raven hair. She was overdressed for the occassion in a tiny black short skirt under which a hint of her black thong could be seen, a tight white blouse and a pair of come fuck me black high heels.

"Sleep in the back." Miriam suggested.