 Sylvia rang the doorbell, fighting down the butterflies in barefootmaniacs her stomach. Her chance barefootmaniacs to belong, her chance to fit in was tonight. She ran one hand through her hair as the other nervously squeezed the handles barefootmaniacs of her overnight bag. She hoped that barefootmaniacs the barefootmaniacs hour she'd spent barefootmaniacs in barefootmaniacs the barefootmaniacs school library looking over the cheerleading squad photos in last year's yearbook would allow her to recognize the rest of the girls.
 "Oh... um... I barefootmaniacs see."
 Sylvia looked around for a place to barefootmaniacs sit. Everything was barefootmaniacs so crowded. The barefootmaniacs love seat, for example, which had barefootmaniacs clearly been designed for barefootmaniacs two occupants barefootmaniacs, now held three. Heather lay stretched out along barefootmaniacs its length, her tight black curls cascading barefootmaniacs over one barefootmaniacs end of the plush mini-couch. Sitting on barefootmaniacs her lap was Brittany, a pale all blonde girl, her head barefootmaniacs resting on Heather's ample chest. Their legs, intertwined barefootmaniacs in a mixture of chocolate and cream-colored skin, rested across the lap of a third girl barefootmaniacs, a trim beauty barefootmaniacs with shoulder barefootmaniacs-length barefootmaniacs hair and a Mediterranean complexion whose barefootmaniacs name Sylvia had trouble recalling barefootmaniacs. Debbie? Donna? Yes barefootmaniacs, that was barefootmaniacs it. Donna's hands rested casually across the other girls' bare feet. And yet, despite the crowding barefootmaniacs, the three girls looked more barefootmaniacs than comfortable on barefootmaniacs the love seat, with barefootmaniacs Heather's arms folded protectively around Brittany barefootmaniacs's waist.
 "Oh, wow!" Audrey exclaimed barefootmaniacs. "That is barefootmaniacs so cool!" Sylvia recalled the big story barefootmaniacs she'd seen on the news barefootmaniacs last year about the cheerleader for a pro football barefootmaniacs team that had turned out to be a call girl and barefootmaniacs a stripper. She couldn't remember the name exactly, but "Tiffany Young" was starting to sound familiar. That couldn't be her barefootmaniacs, could it? Sylvia tried to focus on the TV.
 "Mmm-hmm?" the redhead murmured, her barefootmaniacs eyes all never all leaving the barefootmaniacs screen.
 "There are no commercials."
 "Um..." She'd been planning to ask for her hand back , but she realized she didn't want barefootmaniacs it. She wanted barefootmaniacs to be close to Maria, to be barefootmaniacs... friends barefootmaniacs. "Uh... Would you barefootmaniacs mind all if I lean barefootmaniacs on you for awhile? My arm is getting kind of sore."
 She became aware that Maria had guided their clasped hands barefootmaniacs into her barefootmaniacs lap barefootmaniacs. Sylvia smiled as barefootmaniacs she felt the back barefootmaniacs of the other girl's hand barefootmaniacs brushing her inner thigh barefootmaniacs. Maria and I, she mused barefootmaniacs, must look barefootmaniacs pretty hot together on this couch. The thought was delicious. Sylvia barefootmaniacs snuggled up barefootmaniacs against her new friend barefootmaniacs's flank barefootmaniacs, her head resting against Maria's ample breast as barefootmaniacs she felt her barefootmaniacs whole barefootmaniacs body tingle pleasurably. Once again Sylvia lost herself in the show all, admiring the well-proportioned girls on the screen, enjoying their playful antics barefootmaniacs.
 An array of transparent garment bags hung barefootmaniacs on barefootmaniacs the closet racks, and the girls surged forward and began sifting through barefootmaniacs them barefootmaniacs. Each bag had barefootmaniacs a white label attached to the front. "Cheerleader" read one -- Sylvia could see a multicolored vest and skirt inside, and a all pair of pom-poms. Another one, labeled "Lifeguard" contained a tiny swimming suit barefootmaniacs, some sort of barefootmaniacs flotation device, and a big silver whistle.
 Finally, with Maria's barefootmaniacs assistance, Sylvia stepped into the high-heeled barefootmaniacs white shoes, shaking a bit as she fought to keep her balance barefootmaniacs. "Now go put on some makeup," Maria said, "and give me a chance to barefootmaniacs finish getting my barefootmaniacs costume barefootmaniacs on barefootmaniacs." Sylvia walked unsteadily over barefootmaniacs to the makeup table barefootmaniacs.
 "Thanks," the brown-skinned beauty said. The smile she gave Sylvia made the blonde almost barefootmaniacs weak-kneed with relief barefootmaniacs and delight. Maria stood still as barefootmaniacs Sylvia smeared the fake grease onto various parts of her body. Maria purred happily when Sylvia reached under the barefootmaniacs T-shirt to rub a few splotches onto her round tits. Sylvia grinned at barefootmaniacs her own audacity, feeling a warm glow barefootmaniacs in her stomach from having made Maria happy.
 Alex shifted his barefootmaniacs attention barefootmaniacs next to Kim, who was making barefootmaniacs creative use barefootmaniacs of a test tube. Sylvia was bewildered by the barefootmaniacs girls' behavior. And barefootmaniacs yet she found the whole scene somehow... exciting barefootmaniacs. She barefootmaniacs remembered as a little girl how she'd played dress-up with her friends. It was barefootmaniacs exciting to put on clothes and see how she looked. The little girls barefootmaniacs would run barefootmaniacs around pretending to barefootmaniacs be fashion models. This was like that. Except that dressing up barefootmaniacs had never gotten her so horny barefootmaniacs before. And barefootmaniacs the pictures... She realized that she desperately wanted barefootmaniacs Alex to take pictures of her.
 "Wow, you're barefootmaniacs a real babe, Sylvia," Alex commented. Sylvia smiled at the barefootmaniacs remark all. That was odd, she thought. Normally she would have slapped him for barefootmaniacs saying something like barefootmaniacs that. But now... well barefootmaniacs, she was a babe, wasn't she? I want everyone to know what a barefootmaniacs hot barefootmaniacs babe I am, she thought barefootmaniacs as she turned around barefootmaniacs and thrust her ass all at Alex's barefootmaniacs camera. Her sexy little ass. She purred happily all as she heard the camera clicking softly behind her.
 The tall, black biker-chick looked down barefootmaniacs sternly at the petite barefootmaniacs blonde clinging to her left leg. Brittany barefootmaniacs was dressed barefootmaniacs as a French barefootmaniacs maid -- a barefootmaniacs tight black satin teddy with barefootmaniacs while lace trim struggled to contain barefootmaniacs her disproportionately large tits. Fingerless gloves of white lace adorned her barefootmaniacs hands, and black fishnet stockings ran down her legs to the shiny black barefootmaniacs pumps. After barefootmaniacs inspecting the other girls' costumes, Sylvia was hardly surprised to see that the heels of the barefootmaniacs shoes were barefootmaniacs obscenely long spikes. Brittany was half-sitting on her knees on the floor, and half-leaning against Heather's leather-encased leg.
 Alex was snapping pictures barefootmaniacs of the two barefootmaniacs beauties, but barefootmaniacs unlike all the rest of the girls, they seemed oblivious to him. Brittany was staring up at Heather with what looked to Sylvia like fawning adoration, while the dark-skinned girl gazed down at the barefootmaniacs blonde with a barefootmaniacs slight scowl on her face. "Wh-what's going on with them?" Sylvia whispered to Maria as she watched barefootmaniacs the pair.
 Sylvia gasped as her cheek brushed against Maria's barefootmaniacs skin. It was... smooth. She looked up to see that barefootmaniacs Maria's crotch was devoid of hair. The smooth skin seemed to almost shine in the light. Sylvia couldn't keep herself from staring at the smooth barefootmaniacs curves of Maria's mons.
 "Um... n-no barefootmaniacs..." Sylvia stammered, feeling the color rising to her face.
 "You go, girl!"
 Sylvia's attention was drawn to the TV as all the lights went down and the show came back on...
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