It started out as a regular Saturday with all my schoolwork behind me and the football game to start in 6 hours. I wasn't a cheerleader but I was a member of the marching band. The cheerleaders would brag how they always could get a football player because they were pretty and they even showed more "skin" then any low-life band member. I prided myself on bei...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is the third chapter to a series based on a very flexible girl in the high school color guard and her college age instructor. I encourage everyone to read parts 1 and 2 before reading this chapter. Nice or constructive c...
From: Carla Anton To: Marcus Thornton CC: Subject: Ralph Attachments: Received: September 9th, 2006 7:12:02 pm CDT ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ Marcus: As I mentioned in my previous email, I heard from Ralph. He found out what happened to Angie and me, and I guess he figured out the...
"We're gonna beat you so bad!" Pepper laughed. She was feeling quite cocky. Her college football team, the Golden Tigers, had mauled their opponents for the last 6 games. As head cheerleader, she had screamed herself almost hoarse by the end of each game. She'd run into the head cheerleader of their traditional rivals, the Silver Mustangs, quite by chance. B...
"Take him home, gentlemen," I told the mascot escorts standing next to me. "Roll him back to school, and this time watch your six!" I was referring to the last game when the mascot had almost been stolen by the rival fans when the guys had their attention on some local ladies. I'm Professor Davis. I work at a Junior College in Texas. We offer most sports a...
"Excuse me. Sorry!" Duncan slipped through the crowd of the Fall Festival, careful not to let the pair of cheerleaders escape his sight. Luckily for him, their red cheer uniforms stood out in the crowd and even as taller figures moved between them blocking his view, it only took a glimpse to find them again. Also, he knew that they were headed to t...
At this point, it was public knowledge that I often ended naked in rather public situations, I would wager that everyone in my class had seen me naked at least once, and there a good possibility that they'd groped or fondled a bare body part of mine. I no longer had any friends, none in the traditional sense of the word anyways; I had people who hung around...
Author's Notes: - Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts before reading this.. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. V ***** I got up on the Sunday morning feeling quite excited. After breakfast I showered and shaved everywhere below my neck. I'd already decided what I was goi...
My life in school after that was much different. I was shunned by everyone. No one would eat lunch with me. Word had gotten out obviously to the whole school. My day was filled with howling laughter at every turn, and snickering behind my back. Even the chess club dropped me for fear of something happening to them. I was on my own. I would go home and disro...
I ran over the details in my head, how I ended up here. It was, by far, the most compromising position I had been in since Sue Kennings played the "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" game in the fifth grade. While innocent and enjoyable, Sue failed to recognize the hazzards that can come from explaining to your older brothers that some boy at school sh...