I was new to the cheerleading squad, and our team, a pro ball team, demanded the best looking girls.I was new to the cheerleading squad, and our team, a pro ball team, demanded the best looking girls. I was surprised I made it, since I don't consider myself that good looking. True, I've never had trouble finding guys, and my figure is pretty good but not perfect. It took about three days to find out who the bitches were, and who the friendly girls were. Names here have been changed to protect us all. Our costumes consisted of scanty wisps of nylon, and small shorts, or long dance leotards that hugged our bodies close. You HAD to be in shape, else every little bulge or flabby spot would show. Terry, a bitchy blonde who'd originally given me bad advice constantly griped about wearing skimpy costumes just to give the guys in the audience a thrill. She kept saying that she'd rather fuck a bull than most of the sports fan slobs. It was Nancy, a slim brunette that told me to ignore Terry. Nancy was very pretty, with a slim figure and legs that were perfect, especially when they extended out from beneath a pair of our purple shorts. Nancy had introduced me to Kim and Lori, and we ended up as a foursome whenever we practiced or travelled. It was after our first week of practice when Nancy asked me if I wanted to come over to her place for a swim, and some relaxation. It really did sound fun, especially since Kim and Lori were both going. I followed them to Nancy's house, some forty minutes away from the gym. It wasn't much, but it was nice. Nancy had gotten the house after divorcing her husband, which surprised me, since Nancy looked only about 23. In fact she was really 26. Maybe it was her blue eyes that seemed to sparkle all the time that made her look younger. |