 Sheepishly, Sylvia broke eye contact interracialjoy and turned interracialjoy back to her locker, pulling out textbooks interracialjoy for the interracialjoy evening's interracialjoy homework as she tried to put interracialjoy the creepy interracialjoy boy out of her mind. Back at home, the episode wouldn't have bothered her. But that wasn't home anymore, she reminded herself. This was supposed to be home now; her new interracialjoy hometown interracialjoy, her new school. She'd been here a week interracialjoy now, and it didn't feel like home yet. Sylvia glanced at the picture she'd taped to the interracialjoy inside interracialjoy of her locker; her friends back at her old school... back interracialjoy home. She welcome hadn interracialjoy't interracialjoy made a interracialjoy single friend interracialjoy here yet.
 "Anyway," Katrina continued, "I'm having the squad over to spend the night tonight. Nothing special; we're probably just interracialjoy going to watch some TV. Can you make it?"
 Sylvia rang the doorbell, fighting interracialjoy down the butterflies in her stomach. Her chance interracialjoy to belong, her chance to fit in was tonight. She ran one hand through her hair as the other nervously squeezed the handles of her overnight bag. She hoped that the hour she'd spent in the school library looking over the cheerleading squad interracialjoy photos in last year's yearbook interracialjoy would allow her interracialjoy to interracialjoy recognize the interracialjoy rest of the girls.
 They walked past an open doorway leading interracialjoy into interracialjoy a kitchen, where a small boy interracialjoy was fixing a sandwich. "Oh." Tiffany exclaimed, stopping. "This interracialjoy is my interracialjoy brother... I mean, Katrina's interracialjoy brother Alex. Alex, this is Sylvia."
 The blonde smiled at his words. "Yes, Alex" she purred. "Come on, honey," she said, returning her attention interracialjoy to Sylvia interracialjoy. Too confused to do anything else interracialjoy, Sylvia followed her down interracialjoy the hall. What the hell was that?
 "Oh God interracialjoy, Katrina," Sylvia heard Donna say interracialjoy from the love seat, "that is just so cool that your mom is a interracialjoy stripper." A chorus interracialjoy of agreement came from the other girls interracialjoy as Sylvia fought not to show her shock. A stripper. Well, at least that explained the outfit she'd been wearing.
 "Oh interracialjoy, wow." Audrey exclaimed. "That is so cool." Sylvia recalled the big story she'd seen on the news last interracialjoy year interracialjoy about the cheerleader for a pro football team that had turned out to be a call girl and a stripper. She couldn't remember the name exactly, but "Tiffany Young" was starting to sound familiar. That couldn't interracialjoy be interracialjoy her, could it? Sylvia tried to focus on the TV interracialjoy.
 "If you what, Sylvia?" Maria asked sweetly. Her voice was melodic.
 She became aware that Maria had guided their clasped interracialjoy hands interracialjoy into her lap. Sylvia smiled as she felt the back of the interracialjoy other girl's hand interracialjoy brushing her inner thigh interracialjoy. Maria and I interracialjoy, she mused, must look pretty hot together on this couch. The thought was delicious. Sylvia snuggled up against her new friend's flank, her head resting against interracialjoy Maria interracialjoy's ample interracialjoy breast as she felt her whole interracialjoy body tingle pleasurably interracialjoy. Once again Sylvia lost herself in the show, admiring the well-proportioned girls on the screen, enjoying interracialjoy their playful antics.
 An array of transparent garment bags hung on the closet racks, and the girls surged forward and began sifting through them. Each bag interracialjoy had a white label attached to the interracialjoy front . "Cheerleader" read interracialjoy one -- Sylvia could see a multicolored vest and skirt inside, and a pair of interracialjoy pom-poms. Another one, labeled "Lifeguard" contained a tiny swimming suit interracialjoy, some sort of flotation device, and a big silver whistle.
 Maria sifted through most of the rack interracialjoy before triumphantly pulling a bag free interracialjoy. "Nurse interracialjoy." she exclaimed. "This one is you interracialjoy, honey." She took interracialjoy Sylvia's hand and led her out of interracialjoy the closet. "Now get those off," she said, gesturing to interracialjoy Sylvia's interracialjoy shirt interracialjoy and jeans before opening up the bag and pulling out the interracialjoy contents.
 Her work complete, Sylvia got up from the interracialjoy makeup table. She caught sight of interracialjoy Maria standing in front of the mirrored doors of the closet . The Hispanic girl interracialjoy was now fully dressed as an auto mechanic interracialjoy. In addition to the tight denim shorts interracialjoy, she sported an welcome oversized sleeveless white T-shirt. The shirt was cut off raggedly above her stomach and featured several large rips, through which pleasant portions of Maria were visible. She interracialjoy wore tight interracialjoy black high-heeled boots on her feet, and her shiny black hair flowed out interracialjoy from underneath a welcome red baseball cap.
 When interracialjoy she was satisfied that welcome the Hispanic girl looked sufficiently grimy interracialjoy, Sylvia closed the can and stood next to her friend as they looked at interracialjoy themselves welcome in interracialjoy the mirror interracialjoy. The bright, clean white of Sylvia's obscenely tight nurse uniform interracialjoy contrasted sharply with the grimy, dirty appearance of Maria's mechanic interracialjoy outfit. Maria slung the interracialjoy wrench across one interracialjoy shoulder, prompting Sylvia interracialjoy to welcome dig interracialjoy the stethoscope out of her interracialjoy exposed cleavage and hold it in interracialjoy one interracialjoy hand. "God interracialjoy, we're sexy interracialjoy," Maria breathed. Sylvia could interracialjoy only welcome nod interracialjoy in agreement as she felt her pulse quicken.
 "Alex."
 The response interracialjoy was immediate. "You can try it on us interracialjoy, Alex." Donna gushed, jumping up and down excitedly. The other girls followed suit, shouting animatedly and begging Alex to take their pictures. Sylvia couldn't believe that interracialjoy these interracialjoy gorgeous young women interracialjoy were so interested in interracialjoy the interracialjoy scrawny little creep interracialjoy. Still, she had interracialjoy to admit that the idea of being photographed was exciting. Especially in a tarty little outfit. Sylvia shivered interracialjoy at the thought.
 Sylvia sighed as Alex shifted his attention to interracialjoy Audrey and her Indian-squaw outfit. She watched as the brunette showed off her luscious body.
 Alex had moved on, and was now taking interracialjoy shots of Heather and Brittany. The former was wearing a skimpy vest of thick interracialjoy black interracialjoy leather festooned with numerous chains , studs and buckles. A matching interracialjoy pair of shorts clung tightly to her crotch and stretched to contain interracialjoy her sculpted ass. Her interracialjoy legs were encased in black boots with metal spikes on the heel interracialjoy, while studded leather cuffs encircled her wrists interracialjoy and interracialjoy neck interracialjoy. Her thick black hair fell over interracialjoy her shoulders in a mass of tight curls, seeming to flow into the black leather and contrasting with interracialjoy her interracialjoy chocolate-brown interracialjoy skin.
 Maria turned around, placing her crotch in front interracialjoy of Sylvia's face. Sylvia looked up to see her new interracialjoy friend smiling down interracialjoy at her, bringing her tan hands down to rest on Sylvia's shoulders. Sylvia smiled back as she unzipped interracialjoy the cutoffs and began pulling them down. God, we must look so interracialjoy fucking hot, Sylvia thought as Alex continued to welcome snap pictures interracialjoy. He's probably interracialjoy about interracialjoy to cream his pants, she thought as interracialjoy she slid the interracialjoy cutoffs down Maria's legs interracialjoy.
 "Do you know how to tell if it's close enough?"
 Sylvia jumped away, stumbling to her feet in embarrassment. It was interracialjoy Audrey who had spoken. The girls erupted interracialjoy into interracialjoy a fit of laughter again as Sylvia blushed fiercely. She turned away, taking a step toward the door.
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