 Sylvia shuddered as oldfartsyoungtarts she saw the boy looking at gallery oldfartsyoungtarts her. It wasn't that she was unused to being looked at videos; her trim figure and oldfartsyoungtarts long blond hair had oldfartsyoungtarts attracted plenty videos of pleasant attention over the last few years. It was the way he was looking at her... as though he was inspecting her like a piece of meat. Not that oldfartsyoungtarts that hadn't happened to her before, either; but previously only lecherous old men sitting on park benches oldfartsyoungtarts or standing at street oldfartsyoungtarts corners had stared at her body so brazenly. Never a boy of... fourteen? fifteen at most... in the middle of a oldfartsyoungtarts crowded oldfartsyoungtarts school hallway. Nervously oldfartsyoungtarts, she made eye contact with oldfartsyoungtarts him; that was usually enough to oldfartsyoungtarts scare oldfartsyoungtarts off a hormone-charged dweeb. But oldfartsyoungtarts the boy didn't flinch; he just met her gaze and oldfartsyoungtarts slowly smiled.
 Katrina grinned. "Really oldfartsyoungtarts. Are oldfartsyoungtarts you surprised?"
 "Anyway," Katrina continued oldfartsyoungtarts, "I oldfartsyoungtarts'm gallery oldfartsyoungtarts having oldfartsyoungtarts the squad over to spend oldfartsyoungtarts the night oldfartsyoungtarts tonight oldfartsyoungtarts. Nothing special; we're probably just going oldfartsyoungtarts to watch some TV. Can you make it?"
 Sylvia rang the doorbell, fighting down the butterflies in her stomach. Her chance to belong, her chance to fit in was oldfartsyoungtarts tonight. She oldfartsyoungtarts ran one hand oldfartsyoungtarts through her hair as the other nervously squeezed the handles of her overnight bag. She hoped that the hour she'd spent in oldfartsyoungtarts the school library looking over the cheerleading squad photos in last year oldfartsyoungtarts's yearbook gallery oldfartsyoungtarts would allow her to oldfartsyoungtarts recognize the rest of the girls.
 "Well, the oldfartsyoungtarts rest of the girls are in the oldfartsyoungtarts den oldfartsyoungtarts," Tiffany said matter-of-factly as she closed the front door. "Let oldfartsyoungtarts me show you." She turned and walked down the hall, balancing expertly on a pair of oldfartsyoungtarts spiked heels that Sylvia was oldfartsyoungtarts quite sure would be impractical on an airplane, her round buttocks oldfartsyoungtarts shifting to and fro under the oldfartsyoungtarts tight oldfartsyoungtarts, shiny skirt videos. Still confused, Sylvia gallery oldfartsyoungtarts followed the blonde down the hall.
 "Here oldfartsyoungtarts she is, girls," Tiffany said gallery oldfartsyoungtarts, ushering Sylvia into gallery oldfartsyoungtarts the cozy videos den oldfartsyoungtarts. The room was dominated by a large-screen oldfartsyoungtarts TV oldfartsyoungtarts on one wall. Arranged around it oldfartsyoungtarts were a oldfartsyoungtarts couch oldfartsyoungtarts, love seat, and oldfartsyoungtarts easy chair. Between them, the three oldfartsyoungtarts pieces of furniture somehow contained seven teenage girls. A chorus of greetings issued forth as Sylvia nervously entered oldfartsyoungtarts the room.
 "Mmmm... yeah videos... special cable channel... satellite oldfartsyoungtarts dish..." Katrina oldfartsyoungtarts appeared oldfartsyoungtarts to be preoccupied, the fingers of her left hand gently stroking Kim's breast oldfartsyoungtarts through the thin oldfartsyoungtarts material of the bikini top. It was difficult to tell in the oldfartsyoungtarts dim light, but Sylvia was willing oldfartsyoungtarts to swear that she could see an erect nipple under oldfartsyoungtarts the gallery oldfartsyoungtarts pink fabric oldfartsyoungtarts.
 Shortly oldfartsyoungtarts thereafter oldfartsyoungtarts, the main gallery oldfartsyoungtarts character decided oldfartsyoungtarts which of the guys she oldfartsyoungtarts wanted and seduced him. It was so sweet. Sylvia heard oldfartsyoungtarts the other girls sighing happily as the romantic scene played out. She was about to wipe a tear from her gallery eye when she realized oldfartsyoungtarts that Maria was holding her oldfartsyoungtarts left hand.
 "Sure," Maria laughed, sitting up and presenting her shoulder to Sylvia. Sylvia hunkered down on the couch, snuggling up next to Maria. She felt the other girl's arm extend around her shoulders, and oldfartsyoungtarts sighed as she felt long fingers softly stroking her oldfartsyoungtarts bicep. Sylvia oldfartsyoungtarts looked up, into Maria oldfartsyoungtarts's warm brown eyes gallery oldfartsyoungtarts. A friend. The two girls exchanged a gallery oldfartsyoungtarts smile before turning back oldfartsyoungtarts to the TV.
 The next episode of the show followed oldfartsyoungtarts right on the heels of oldfartsyoungtarts the oldfartsyoungtarts first, and Sylvia found herself rapidly absorbed in the oldfartsyoungtarts plot. Well, not the oldfartsyoungtarts plot, exactly. More like the overall atmosphere. The girls on the show were just so damn sexy, running around in those tight, revealing clothes. Sylvia wondered how she'd look in gallery a oldfartsyoungtarts halter-top and a pair oldfartsyoungtarts of hot-pants like that blonde girl on the show was wearing. And she knew the answer oldfartsyoungtarts -- she'd look oldfartsyoungtarts pretty fucking hot.
 "Uh oldfartsyoungtarts... yeah, it was... fun," Sylvia replied lamely. It had been more than fun, but gallery she didn't really feel comfortable oldfartsyoungtarts telling Maria how... interesting oldfartsyoungtarts she'd found the girls on the oldfartsyoungtarts show. Besides, it wasn't like she was really oldfartsyoungtarts interested in oldfartsyoungtarts that sort of oldfartsyoungtarts thing, anyway.
 "Let Donna entertain us with her tongue?" someone asked, drawing a flurry of laughter from the group. Sylvia looked over at the love seat, where the Mediterranean beauty had extended her rather long tongue and was oldfartsyoungtarts wiggling it playfully.
 Katrina made a beeline for the mirror-covered wall. The mirror panels were actually oldfartsyoungtarts sliding doors oldfartsyoungtarts, which the redhead slid aside to reveal a large walk-in oldfartsyoungtarts closet. "Katrina, are... are you sure we should oldfartsyoungtarts be doing this?" Sylvia asked. It oldfartsyoungtarts didn't seem right to gallery oldfartsyoungtarts be oldfartsyoungtarts going through someone else's personal things oldfartsyoungtarts. "Doesn't your oldfartsyoungtarts mother..."
 Maria sifted oldfartsyoungtarts through most of the rack oldfartsyoungtarts before triumphantly pulling a bag free oldfartsyoungtarts. "Nurse oldfartsyoungtarts." she exclaimed. "This one is oldfartsyoungtarts you, honey." She took videos Sylvia oldfartsyoungtarts's videos hand and led her out of the closet. "Now get those off," she oldfartsyoungtarts said, gesturing to Sylvia's shirt and jeans before opening up the bag and pulling gallery oldfartsyoungtarts out oldfartsyoungtarts the contents gallery oldfartsyoungtarts.
 "Oh, you can sit here, Sylvia oldfartsyoungtarts," Katrina said, standing up 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 oldfartsyoungtarts her tight, smooth stomach. A short white leather oldfartsyoungtarts skirt hung around her waist, its oldfartsyoungtarts fringed hem oldfartsyoungtarts barely oldfartsyoungtarts covering her ass. Her lustrous red hair spilled out from underneath a large white cowboy hat, and high oldfartsyoungtarts-heeled black leather cowboy boots encased her feet oldfartsyoungtarts. The oldfartsyoungtarts finishing touch was the lariat she gallery oldfartsyoungtarts held in one hand. Sylvia watched as she sauntered over to the far corner of the room, where oldfartsyoungtarts Audrey oldfartsyoungtarts was putting on an oldfartsyoungtarts Indian oldfartsyoungtarts brave costume, fastening a bone oldfartsyoungtarts-and-hide vest oldfartsyoungtarts around oldfartsyoungtarts her ample oldfartsyoungtarts tits. Still a bit stunned at all that was going on, Sylvia sat down in front of gallery oldfartsyoungtarts the makeup oldfartsyoungtarts table and began looking for familiar colors.
 It didn't take long to find what she oldfartsyoungtarts needed. Considering that only Tiffany used this makeup table on a oldfartsyoungtarts regular basis, it was surprisingly well stocked with a oldfartsyoungtarts wide assortment of lipsticks, rouges, blushes, and other necessities. "You look so fucking hot," Sylvia whispered to her made-up oldfartsyoungtarts reflection in the mirror. And she did. The makeup was a little thicker than she usually liked oldfartsyoungtarts it, and the lipstick was a shade or videos two brighter than her norm, but oldfartsyoungtarts under the oldfartsyoungtarts circumstances it seemed appropriate. She oldfartsyoungtarts was oldfartsyoungtarts, after all oldfartsyoungtarts, a oldfartsyoungtarts hot babe oldfartsyoungtarts.
 In one hand she gallery held a large silver wrench and an open can oldfartsyoungtarts containing some sort of oldfartsyoungtarts black makeup; with the oldfartsyoungtarts other, she rubbed small splotches of the makeup on various parts of oldfartsyoungtarts her body. Sylvia hesitated gallery oldfartsyoungtarts briefly before oldfartsyoungtarts approaching. "Um oldfartsyoungtarts... l oldfartsyoungtarts-let me do that," Sylvia gallery said nervously. She was uncomfortable being so forward, but... but God, Maria looked so hot.
 "I oldfartsyoungtarts teach the three T's." the oldfartsyoungtarts girl replied exuberantly. "Tits." she said, leaning toward oldfartsyoungtarts Alex and oldfartsyoungtarts cupping her generous boobs oldfartsyoungtarts through the oldfartsyoungtarts nearly-transparent blouse. "Tush." she added as she turned around oldfartsyoungtarts, thrust oldfartsyoungtarts her barely-concealed gallery ass toward the gallery oldfartsyoungtarts camera, and pointed the stick at oldfartsyoungtarts it videos for emphasis. "And twat." she finished excitedly, facing the oldfartsyoungtarts camera. Sylvia gasped as oldfartsyoungtarts Donna lifted oldfartsyoungtarts her skirt to display her bare oldfartsyoungtarts crotch to oldfartsyoungtarts Alex, leaning back as he snapped the camera appreciatively gallery oldfartsyoungtarts. The girls laughed at Donna's display. Sylvia felt her face growing even redder.
 Alex had moved on, and was gallery oldfartsyoungtarts now taking oldfartsyoungtarts shots of Heather and Brittany. The former was wearing a oldfartsyoungtarts skimpy vest of thick gallery oldfartsyoungtarts black leather festooned with numerous gallery oldfartsyoungtarts chains, studs and buckles. A matching pair of shorts clung tightly oldfartsyoungtarts to her crotch and stretched to contain her sculpted ass. Her legs were oldfartsyoungtarts encased in black boots oldfartsyoungtarts with metal spikes oldfartsyoungtarts on the heel, while studded leather cuffs encircled her oldfartsyoungtarts wrists and neck. Her thick black hair videos fell over her shoulders in a mass of tight curls, seeming to flow into the oldfartsyoungtarts black leather and contrasting with her oldfartsyoungtarts chocolate-brown skin oldfartsyoungtarts.
 Sylvia nodded as she continued to stare, but the oldfartsyoungtarts expressions oldfartsyoungtarts on the oldfartsyoungtarts two girls' faces looked quite serious oldfartsyoungtarts to gallery oldfartsyoungtarts her. "Now do your cleaning, little maid," Heather said firmly. Brittany nodded meekly, lifting the gallery oldfartsyoungtarts feather-duster oldfartsyoungtarts she was carrying in one hand and gallery oldfartsyoungtarts beginning to shake it back and forth against Heather's oldfartsyoungtarts slick black oldfartsyoungtarts boot. "Not like that," Heather admonished, causing the blonde oldfartsyoungtarts to stop and look up questioningly. "You know how you're supposed to clean," Heather scolded.
 The two bespectacled girls had fallen giggling onto the bed and were oldfartsyoungtarts playfully jousting for access to each other oldfartsyoungtarts's crotches when Alex lowered his camera and oldfartsyoungtarts smiled ruefully. "I oldfartsyoungtarts'm afraid I'm out of space in the camera, girls." Eight female voices whined in dismay, including, Sylvia was surprised to note, her own. "I'm oldfartsyoungtarts sorry, too, but oldfartsyoungtarts there's oldfartsyoungtarts nothing I can do about oldfartsyoungtarts it videos," Alex sighed oldfartsyoungtarts. "Why don't you girls go oldfartsyoungtarts back out to the den and watch some more TV while I go process these? I'll show them to gallery you later on, all right?"
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