 "Oh, we just came over to tell you that celebhotel you" -- Katrina pointed the sucker at Sylvia celebhotel for dramatic effect -- "made on the squad."
 Sylvia celebhotel rang the doorbell, fighting down the butterflies in her celebhotel stomach. Her chance to belong, her celebhotel chance to fit in was celebhotel tonight celebhotel. She ran one hand through her hair as celebhotel the other nervously squeezed celebhotel the handles of her overnight bag. She hoped celebhotel that the hour she'd spent celebhotel in the school library looking over celebhotel the cheerleading celebhotel squad photos in last year 's yearbook would allow her to recognize join the celebhotel rest of the girls .
 "You can sit here, Sylvia," said join Maria, the statuesque Latin girl who'd been with Katrina and Heather in the hallway that afternoon. Maria patted a space next to her on the large couch. Her other arm celebhotel rested celebhotel casually on the celebhotel leg of Audrey, the celebhotel pretty brunette sitting next to celebhotel her. Audrey, for her part, was celebhotel curled up against Maria, her thick brown hair pillowed against the taller girl's shoulder.
 "Well celebhotel, everyone's celebhotel here, so let 's get celebhotel started," Katrina announced. Sylvia looked over at the easy chair. Katrina was wearing celebhotel a pair of tight, skimpy lycra shorts and a cut-off T celebhotel-shirt celebhotel that barely covered her chest. Her boobs, though somewhat flattened by Kim's head, still looked quite proud under the shirt celebhotel, and shifted noticeably as the redhead picked up the remote and turned on the celebhotel TV celebhotel. The celebhotel lights in celebhotel the celebhotel room dimmed as the television sprung to life. Neat effect, Sylvia thought.
 "Oh celebhotel." Sylvia cocked her head, trying to hear what was going on up there. Aside from the creaks, she celebhotel thought she could almost make out... what? Moaning? Screaming? And then celebhotel, suddenly celebhotel, the celebhotel creaking stopped. Sylvia thought she could make out the other celebhotel noise -- the join screaming or whatever it celebhotel was -- for a while longer, but celebhotel eventually it celebhotel too died out.
 "Oh God, Katrina," Sylvia heard Donna say from the love celebhotel seat, "that is just celebhotel so cool that your mom is a stripper!" A chorus of celebhotel agreement came from the other girls as join Sylvia fought not celebhotel to celebhotel show her shock. A stripper! Well, at celebhotel least that explained the outfit celebhotel she'd been wearing .
 I'm celebhotel a celebhotel hot, sexy babe celebhotel. The thought popped into celebhotel Sylvia's mind celebhotel almost out of nowhere. And celebhotel yet it celebhotel was true. She knew she was a babe. A celebhotel fox. She was a cheerleader, after all celebhotel, wasn't she? And cheerleaders were always sexy babes. Like Maria had celebhotel said, their job was to show the boys some T&A. Sylvia squirmed a bit celebhotel in her seat.
 Sylvia watched in celebhotel fascination as the pretty Japanese girl donned the outfit she celebhotel'd chosen celebhotel. Kim put on the lab coat first, closing only a pair of buttons in the front celebhotel. The coat fit her quite snugly, leaving little celebhotel to the imagination, barely concealing her celebhotel crotch and the tips of her celebhotel pert boobs. A join pair of white shoes with almost celebhotel impossibly celebhotel high heels went on next, accentuating the celebhotel curves of Kim's tan legs (which celebhotel the celebhotel too -short lab coat did little to hide.) Kim pulled her lustrous black hair up behind celebhotel her celebhotel head, deftly pinning it up. A pair of glasses from the bag went celebhotel on next celebhotel, and join a celebhotel clipboard and a brace of celebhotel pens placed in the pocket of the lab coat completed the costume.
 Fighting to stay calm, Sylvia reached forward to grip the waistband of the shorts. She pulled upward on them, her fingers sliding smoothly across Maria's supple skin celebhotel as celebhotel the celebhotel cutoffs celebhotel nestled into place. The shorts rode obscenely celebhotel high, exposing most celebhotel of Maria's celebhotel delightful celebhotel derriere. Sylvia absently let her hands slide across the celebhotel smooth buttocks celebhotel. God, Maria was so sexy.
 Finally, with celebhotel Maria celebhotel's assistance, Sylvia stepped into the high celebhotel-heeled white shoes, shaking a bit as she fought to keep her balance. "Now go put on some join makeup," Maria said, "and give me a celebhotel chance to finish getting celebhotel my costume celebhotel on celebhotel." Sylvia walked unsteadily over to celebhotel the makeup table celebhotel.
 "Oh celebhotel, you can sit here, Sylvia," Katrina celebhotel said celebhotel, standing up celebhotel from one of the stools. "I was just finished." The redhead was apparently dressed up as a cowgirl. A plaid sleeveless blouse was tied off just underneath Katrina's generous breasts, showing off her celebhotel tight, smooth stomach join. A celebhotel short white leather skirt hung around her waist, its fringed celebhotel hem celebhotel barely covering her ass. Her lustrous red hair spilled out from underneath a large white cowboy hat, and high-heeled black leather cowboy boots encased her feet. The finishing touch was the lariat she held in one join hand. Sylvia celebhotel watched as celebhotel she sauntered celebhotel over to the far corner of the room celebhotel, where Audrey was putting on an Indian brave costume, fastening celebhotel a celebhotel bone-and-hide vest around celebhotel her ample tits. Still celebhotel a bit stunned at all that celebhotel was going on, Sylvia sat celebhotel down in front of the makeup table and began looking for familiar colors.
 It didn join't take celebhotel long to find celebhotel what she needed. Considering that only Tiffany used this makeup table on a regular basis celebhotel, it was surprisingly well stocked with a wide assortment celebhotel of lipsticks, rouges, blushes, and celebhotel other necessities. "You look so fucking hot," Sylvia whispered to her made celebhotel-up celebhotel reflection in the mirror. And she did. The celebhotel makeup celebhotel was a little thicker than she usually liked it, and the lipstick was a shade or two brighter than her norm, but under the celebhotel circumstances it seemed appropriate celebhotel. She was, after all, a hot babe.
 The tall, black biker celebhotel-chick looked down sternly celebhotel at celebhotel the petite join blonde clinging to celebhotel her left leg. Brittany was dressed as a French celebhotel maid -- a celebhotel tight black satin teddy with while lace trim struggled to celebhotel contain her celebhotel disproportionately large tits. Fingerless gloves of white lace adorned her hands celebhotel, and black fishnet stockings ran down her legs to the shiny black pumps. After inspecting celebhotel the other girls' costumes, Sylvia was hardly surprised celebhotel to see that the heels celebhotel of the shoes celebhotel were celebhotel obscenely long spikes. Brittany was half-sitting on her knees celebhotel on the celebhotel floor, and half-leaning against Heather's celebhotel leather-encased leg.
 "Oh, it celebhotel's just a little game they play join," the Latin beauty replied nonchalantly. "They like to kid around."
 Sylvia turned to celebhotel ask Maria another question, but the Hispanic girl started celebhotel speaking first. "Help me take my celebhotel shorts off celebhotel, Sylvia. I want Alex to get some shots of us together." Maria turned to celebhotel face away, bending a bit at the hip to push celebhotel her tight behind toward Sylvia celebhotel. The blonde wasn't celebhotel quite sure how celebhotel those two concepts were interconnected, but she celebhotel sank to her knees anyway, bringing her hands up to the join waistband of celebhotel Maria's celebhotel tight denim celebhotel cutoffs. "Oooh. Oooh. Smile for celebhotel the camera, Sylvia." Maria exclaimed.
 "Do celebhotel you know how to tell if it's close enough?"
 Sylvia turned celebhotel, startled, looking for the source of the question.
 Sylvia looked celebhotel away, feeling her cheeks burn celebhotel with embarrassment celebhotel. The other girls were giggling uproariously, and Sylvia fought to stay calm. Her instincts celebhotel were telling her to leave, to snatch her bag and run home.
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