Part One
Sheepishly, Sylvia broke hotasiancherry eye contact and hotasiancherry turned back to her locker hotasiancherry, pulling hotasiancherry out textbooks for site the evening's homework as she tried to put the creepy boy out of her mind. Back at home, the episode wouldn't have bothered hotasiancherry her. But that wasn't home anymore, she reminded herself. This was supposed hotasiancherry to hotasiancherry be home now; her new hotasiancherry hometown, her new school. She'd been here a week now, and it didn't feel like home yet site. Sylvia glanced at the picture she hotasiancherry'd taped to hotasiancherry the inside of her hotasiancherry locker; her friends back at her old school hotasiancherry... back hotasiancherry home. She hadn't made a single friend here yet.
"Um... I'm okay... Katrina," Sylvia blurted, remembering the name of the cheerleading captain she'd auditioned in hotasiancherry front of the previous afternoon. The girl she'd made an ass of herself in front of. "Uh... what's up?"
"Oh, all that athletic stuff isn't hotasiancherry important," the Hispanic girl on hotasiancherry Katrina's hotasiancherry left said. "All we really have to do is show some T&A for the boys." The three hotasiancherry girls giggled at that, with Sylvia joining in hotasiancherry belatedly as she struggled to remember hotasiancherry the girl's name. Mary? No... Maria, that was it.
"Oh... um... I see."
"Well, the hotasiancherry rest of the girls hotasiancherry are in the den hotasiancherry," Tiffany said matter-of-factly as she closed the front door. "Let me show you hotasiancherry." She turned and walked down hotasiancherry the hall, balancing expertly on hotasiancherry a pair of spiked heels that Sylvia was quite sure hotasiancherry would be impractical on an airplane, her round buttocks shifting to and fro under the tight, shiny skirt. Still confused, Sylvia followed the blonde down the hall.
"Th hotasiancherry-thanks," Sylvia stammered, still not sure hotasiancherry what to make of the situation. She set her bag down next hotasiancherry to the doorway and walked over to take site the proffered seat hotasiancherry, making herself comfortable next to the hotasiancherry arm of the couch. Sylvia ran one hand nervously along the length hotasiancherry of her blue jeans as the girls began chatting with each other. She'd been worried hotasiancherry that hotasiancherry she'd be underdressed in her jeans and T-shirt hotasiancherry. However, it looked like the opposite was more likely the hotasiancherry case. Most of the girls were wearing cutoffs or short shorts coupled with tank tops or tight cut-off T-shirts. Sylvia glanced over at the easy chair, where a petite Japanese girl hotasiancherry -- her name was hotasiancherry Kim, Sylvia remembered -- sat on Katrina's lap wearing nothing but a hotasiancherry hot pink string bikini.
It was only five minutes later that Sylvia became aware of a creaking sound coming from the ceiling above her. She looked hotasiancherry up, her brow furrowing in puzzlement. The creaking had a regular rhythm to it, perhaps hotasiancherry one beat per second. "Uh... Katrina?" she hotasiancherry asked. "What's hotasiancherry above hotasiancherry us?"
"Oh." Sylvia cocked her head, trying to hear what was going on up there. Aside from the creaks, she thought she could almost make out... what? Moaning? Screaming? And then, suddenly, the hotasiancherry creaking stopped. Sylvia thought she could make out the hotasiancherry other noise -- the screaming or hotasiancherry whatever it hotasiancherry was -- for a while hotasiancherry longer hotasiancherry, but eventually it too died out.
Perhaps ten minutes later, Tiffany reappeared hotasiancherry in the doorway, her face flushed. "Um... okay, girls," she said hotasiancherry, breathing heavily hotasiancherry. "I hotasiancherry've... um... taken care of Alex hotasiancherry for awhile hotasiancherry, so everything should be all set." She was patting her disheveled hair with one hand while the other hand worked at straightening her stewardess uniform. "I'm going to w-work, okay? You... you girls have fun!" She waved as she backed away down the hall, stumbling a bit in the spiked heels.
"Does she ever, like, show you how do it?" Audrey asked. "Have you ever, you know, done it yourself?"
"Oh hotasiancherry, wow." Audrey exclaimed. "That is so cool." Sylvia recalled the hotasiancherry big story she'd seen hotasiancherry on the news last year about the cheerleader for site a pro football hotasiancherry team that had turned out to be a call girl and a stripper hotasiancherry. She couldn't remember the name exactly, but "Tiffany Young" was starting to sound familiar. That couldn't be her, could it hotasiancherry? Sylvia tried hotasiancherry to focus on hotasiancherry the TV.
Half an hour later, during a lull in the onscreen action hotasiancherry, Sylvia realized that someone was hotasiancherry pressed up against her left hotasiancherry arm. She looked over to see hotasiancherry Maria snuggled up against her. The pretty Hispanic girl was gazing hotasiancherry rapturously at the TV, and seemed unaware that she hotasiancherry was resting on Sylvia. Well, no hotasiancherry big deal, the blonde thought. If site it means she's accepting me site as part of the group hotasiancherry, I'll put up with it hotasiancherry. She squirmed a bit, returning her attention to the show.
Shortly thereafter, the main character decided which hotasiancherry of the guys she wanted and hotasiancherry seduced him. It was so sweet . Sylvia heard the other girls hotasiancherry sighing happily as the romantic scene played out. She hotasiancherry was about to wipe a tear from her eye when she realized that Maria was holding her left hand.
Maria was smiling at her. A hotasiancherry welcoming hotasiancherry, friendly smile . No one had smiled at Sylvia like that since she'd arrived in town. She felt an instant warmth toward Maria.
She became aware that Maria had guided their clasped site hands into hotasiancherry her lap. Sylvia smiled as she felt hotasiancherry the back of the other girl hotasiancherry's hand brushing her site inner thigh. Maria and I, she mused, must look pretty hot together on hotasiancherry this couch. The thought was delicious. Sylvia snuggled up against her new friend hotasiancherry's flank, her head resting hotasiancherry against Maria's ample breast as she felt her site whole body tingle pleasurably. Once again Sylvia lost herself in the show, admiring the site well-proportioned girls on hotasiancherry the screen, enjoying their playful antics.
"We've got an hour to kill before the next episode," Katrina announced hotasiancherry. "But I hotasiancherry think I know what we can do in the meantime hotasiancherry," she said slyly.
"No," Katrina chuckled, "We can hotasiancherry go into my hotasiancherry mom's bedroom and try on some of her hotasiancherry clothes."
Fighting to stay calm, Sylvia reached forward to grip the waistband of the shorts. She pulled hotasiancherry upward on them, her fingers sliding smoothly across Maria's supple skin as the cutoffs nestled into place. The shorts rode obscenely high, exposing hotasiancherry most of Maria hotasiancherry's delightful derriere. Sylvia absently hotasiancherry let her hands hotasiancherry slide across the smooth buttocks. God, Maria was hotasiancherry so sexy.
Sylvia got hotasiancherry her jeans off just in time to take the nurse's site uniform Maria was handing her. It was made out of hotasiancherry a tight, shiny material. "Slip hotasiancherry it on, honey," Maria instructed. Sylvia hotasiancherry complied, slipping hotasiancherry her hotasiancherry arms through the appropriate hotasiancherry holes and trying to hotasiancherry pull the front of the outfit closed over her chest. Maria assisted by pulling and tugging strategically on the slick fabric until Sylvia was at last able to pull up the oversized plastic zipper. "Thanks hotasiancherry, Maria" Sylvia said. Sylvia hotasiancherry slid hotasiancherry the zipper up until the uniform closed over her cleavage. Then, grinning playfully, she hotasiancherry slid hotasiancherry it back down, exposing the inside curves of her boobs. The tight fabric hotasiancherry caused her bosom to squeeze upward, giving the appearance that the rubbery uniform was on the verge of bursting open. The oversized plastic zipper seemed to be practically begging to be pulled down by hotasiancherry some hotasiancherry eager onlooker. Sylvia grinned as she eyed herself in hotasiancherry the mirror.
Her work complete, Sylvia got up from the makeup table. She caught sight of Maria standing in front of the mirrored doors of the hotasiancherry closet. The Hispanic girl was now hotasiancherry fully dressed as an auto hotasiancherry mechanic. In addition to hotasiancherry the tight denim shorts, she sported an oversized sleeveless white T-shirt. The shirt hotasiancherry was cut off raggedly above hotasiancherry her stomach and hotasiancherry featured hotasiancherry several site large hotasiancherry rips, through hotasiancherry which pleasant portions of Maria were visible. She wore tight black site high-heeled hotasiancherry boots on her feet, and her shiny hotasiancherry black hair flowed out from underneath a red baseball cap.
"All hotasiancherry right, all right," Alex said, smiling good -naturedly. "Let's see hotasiancherry what you hotasiancherry have hotasiancherry for me, girls." The girls immediately began posing and preening hotasiancherry as Alex started hotasiancherry snapping hotasiancherry pictures. He focused site his attention on Donna first. The stunning Italian girl appeared to be dressed as a teacher site. A tight white blouse clung to her torso, with several buttons open down the front, allowing a nice view of her cleavage. The site blue skirt was hotasiancherry cut obscenely short, and as the brunette pranced around on the black high heels, various parts of her ass popped in and out hotasiancherry of view hotasiancherry. A pair of wire-rimmed glasses hotasiancherry and a hotasiancherry long stick completed the ensemble hotasiancherry. "What do hotasiancherry you teach hotasiancherry, Donna?" Alex asked hotasiancherry as he hotasiancherry snapped picture after picture.
Sylvia jumped hotasiancherry as hotasiancherry she heard Maria hotasiancherry's voice behind hotasiancherry her. "Y-yeah." She turned to face site the Hispanic beauty, remembering the hotasiancherry awkwardness of their almost-kiss earlier. The two girls smiled at each other, and Sylvia felt the warmth of their... their friendship hotasiancherry. Right. Sylvia hotasiancherry leaned forward and gave Maria a quick peck on the cheek, just to show there hotasiancherry were no hard feelings. She hotasiancherry felt her pussy grow warm as Maria kissed her back. Just friends, though hotasiancherry, she hotasiancherry reassured herself.
The tall hotasiancherry, black biker-chick looked down sternly at the petite blonde clinging to her hotasiancherry left leg. Brittany was dressed as a hotasiancherry French maid -- a tight black satin teddy with hotasiancherry while lace trim struggled to hotasiancherry contain her disproportionately large tits. Fingerless gloves of white hotasiancherry lace adorned her hotasiancherry hands, and black fishnet stockings ran down her legs to the shiny black pumps. After inspecting the other girls hotasiancherry' costumes, Sylvia was hardly surprised to see site that the heels of the shoes were obscenely hotasiancherry long spikes. Brittany was half-sitting on her knees on the floor, and half-leaning hotasiancherry against Heather's leather-encased leg hotasiancherry.
Maria turned around, placing her crotch in front of Sylvia's face. Sylvia looked up to see her new hotasiancherry friend smiling hotasiancherry down at her, bringing her tan hands down to hotasiancherry rest on hotasiancherry Sylvia's shoulders. Sylvia smiled back as she unzipped hotasiancherry the cutoffs and began pulling them down. God, we must look so fucking hot hotasiancherry, Sylvia thought as Alex continued to hotasiancherry snap pictures. He hotasiancherry's probably about to cream his pants, she thought as she slid the cutoffs down Maria's legs hotasiancherry.
Sylvia looked away, feeling her cheeks burn hotasiancherry with embarrassment hotasiancherry. The other girls were giggling uproariously, and Sylvia fought to stay calm. Her instincts were telling her to leave hotasiancherry, to snatch her hotasiancherry bag hotasiancherry and run home.
Disappointed, but somewhat mollified, the girls trooped back out to the den hotasiancherry, where they fell seemingly hotasiancherry at random onto the various pieces of furniture. Sylvia found herself on the left end of the couch again, but hotasiancherry this time Katrina was hotasiancherry sitting next to her, with hotasiancherry Audrey on the far side. Heather was sitting in the hotasiancherry easy chair, with Brittany snuggled into her lap, her head resting hotasiancherry against hotasiancherry Heather's leather-clad bosom. The remaining three girls -- Donna, Kim, and Maria -- were cuddling hotasiancherry up with each other hotasiancherry on the love hotasiancherry seat hotasiancherry.
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