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How I Became a Cheerleader

By: DMaster_14



My name is Jamie, but now I go by Janie. I live with my mother Karen and my older sister Susan. My father was a financial wiz and took a small inheritance and turned it into a large trust fund. He was killed in a car accident when I was six. I don't really remember that much about him. I have lived with two women for as long as I can remember. I once asked Mom why she never remarried and she said that no one could take the place of my dad.

When I was twelve, just starting puberty, I came down with something that still has doctors scratching their heads. They gave it some fancy name and as a result I spent most of that year either in the hospital or home and missed the entire year of school. When I turned thirteen the symptoms just went away, the end result was that I was a year behind and stopped maturing with the body of a twelve year old. I had no body hair, facial hair or it seemed any chance of ever completing puberty. When I got to my third year in high school I was already eighteen before the year was over. Now at twenty four, I am only five foot two, weigh ninety eight pounds soaking wet, and have a penis that is only three inches fully erect.

Being so small in stature, I was constantly picked on and bullied in school. My sister who is bigger and a year older took care of me while we were both in the same school, but when she went to high school and I missed a year and then went back, I lost my protector. I made it through, but high school was worse. Susan graduated two years before me and I was again alone. My third year was hell. I spent most of the time hiding and running from bullies. At the end of my third year I told Mom and Susan that I could not go back for my senior year. 

I was adamant that I could not face another year in fear. Mom and Susan said that they understood but that I had to finish school. I had the brains for it, and not going to college was also not an option. The money was there and Susan was having such a great time at college, Mom wanted me to have the same experiences. They told me not to worry; we would come up with something and talk about it later.

The next night, they dropped the bomb shell on me. At dinner, Mom asked if I could go to school and be accepted, would I continue. I told her of course. I loved the learning, but not the bullying I had to suffer. But of course there was no way to stop my being picked on by my size. I looked like a little girl.

"Exactly," Susan said. "What if we could make you into a girl? Then you would fit in. You might be a little petite, but still acceptable."

"You want me to be a girl?" I was shocked. "How could you suggest that?"

"Because it is the only solution," Mom said. "If we transfer you to another school, it will be the same thing, but if we transfer you as a girl, then you would be accepted. Girls kill for the slim petite body that you have."

It was true that I have the body most women want, but that is not the solution that I was willing to accept. 

"Couldn't I be home schooled, or take correspondence courses." 

"No, I can't be here to do work with you. I have to work and your sister has classes. I want you to be around people, not hiding here." Mom worked as an aerobics instructor, she did not have to, but liked to keep busy and in shape, so this did both for her.

I flatly refused to become a girl and left the table without eating. I locked myself in my room for the next few days, coming out only when they were both out of the house. Both of them tried to talk to me, but I would not listen. The idea would not leave my mind, the seed had been planted and the more I thought about it, the more possible the idea became. I searched the net and found several sites devoted to transgender individuals, not just sex sites, but information sites, chat rooms and conference sites. I spoke to several people in the chat rooms about what my problem was and who my family suggested I deal with it. Surprisingly enough, they all supported the idea. After about four days, I came out of my room for dinner with my family.

"I am sorry for the way I acted at dinner the other night, and for the last few days." I said to both of them before they could speak. "I realize that you are just trying to help me and now that I have had some time to think about it, this might be the best solution." Mom and Susan looked relived at my acceptance of their idea.

"We have been so worried about you." Susan said. "We thought you might try to hurt or kill yourself."

"No, I wouldn't do that, but I needed to get my mind around the idea."

"Well, Susan and I have been doing some planning in case you decided to agree." Mom told me. "Also, we were only going to give you until tomorrow morning, and then we were coming in after you. I knew that you were okay when I came home the first day and saw that you had eaten something and I could hear you moving around up there."

"Now the first thing we have to do is start letting your hair grow out a little. I will make an appointment with Dr. Kelly after dinner." Dr. Kelly was our family doctor, as well as an old friend and she had seen the entire family through every cough and sniffle. She ran a lot of interference for me the year I was sick, protecting me from overzealous specialists, who sometimes forgot that there was a person behind the symptoms. "After that we will go shopping for a new wardrobe for you. If you are going to pull this off, you have to start learning now."

"But how will you be able to get me registered at school as a girl?" I asked, somewhat surprised at the speed this plan was proceeding.

"Simple," Mom said, "I have a friend in one of my classes who works at the school board. I will just ask her for a favor and have you transferred to the new school as a girl. Your transcripts are all electronic and can be made to be a girl's with a few simple key strokes."

"But how will I be able to do gym class?" I asked suddenly horrified.

"Not a problem, with all the swimming you did for the last few years, I will get her to give you extra credit for it and you will be listed as having all necessary gym credits."

"But ..." I sputtered.

"Just relax," Susan said for the first time in the conversation, "We have this all covered. Just relax and trust us."

The next morning, the three of us headed off to see Dr. Kelly. Mom had arranged for us to meet with her before office hours. They quickly explained their plan to her and then Dr. Kelly asked them to give us a few minutes alone so that we could talk and she could give me an examination.

"Are you sure about this Jamie?" She asked as soon as the door closed.

"Yes, if this will stop the bullying. I am willing to do anything."

"Well you know there are girl bullies as well." She noted. "But I don't think that you will have to worry about that. Now let's take a look at you." She gave me a full examine and then a shot on the butt. She called Mom and Susan back in after I was dressed and handed Mom a prescription.

"This is for some hormone pills for Jamie. I just gave her a shot of the same. I want to see her back in two days and then Monday next week for the same. She is to take four pills a day until Monday, then cut down to one. This will get her a jump start and hopefully she will have a little better figure by the time school starts."

Mom thanked Dr. Kelly and we left the office for a light breakfast before hitting the mall for a shopping blitz. They had me dress in some of Susan's old clothes after leaving Dr. Kelly's office so that I would look the part when we hit the mall. I wore a pink T-shirt that said princess on it, tight low slung jeans with deck shoes and ankle socks. I felt like a complete loser until we got to the restaurant for breakfast and noted that people were not looking at me like a freak, but as a cute girl.

During breakfast Mom and Susan filled me in on the rest of the history they created for me. I was now Janie, Mom's niece. My parents had taken a job overseas for the next two years and had left me with Mom, or rather Aunt Karen to finish school. Most of this was true, Mom's sister had just left for a two year contract overseas with her husband, but they did not have children, yet. They only lived a few hours away from us, but far enough to make it easy that no one in town had met me.

The waiter at breakfast treated us very well; the look in his eyes did not give even the slightest hint that we were not three ladies out for breakfast. We ate light fruit salads for breakfast. Mom warned me that now I had to be careful of what and how I ate. I had grown up with two women, so following their lead came fairly easily to me. By the time breakfast was over, I was praised by both of them for behaving like a perfect lady.

We went out into the mall and the first shop we went into was Victoria's Secret Pink. This store was geared for the younger college crowd or older high school girls. There we picked up all new underwear and lounging pants. The sales girl was my age and when she asked how come we needed everything new I froze in panic. I had no idea what to say to her. Mom jumped in with a readymade answer.

"Oh, poor Janie just flew back into town and the airline lost all of her luggage. We have to replace everything, clothes lingerie, makeup the works."

"Oh, you poor thing," the sales girl gushed. "That is terrible. Those stupid airlines, I lost one of my suitcases the last time I flew and I never did get it back. My name is Candy, let's get you set up."

The next two hours were a blur. Candy Mom and Susan had a great time picking out all kinds of lingerie for me. Mom must have spent more than five hundred dollars, not including a large tip for Candy and a mention to the manager of how helpful she was. From there we went to a cosmetic store and they showed me all the tricks. They told the lady behind the counter that I was only thirteen and they wanted me to learn makeup right. From there we went to the Limited store and Mom dropped another fortune on my new wardrobe. It was a good thing dad was such a financial wiz, this was getting expensive. The last stop was the DMV to get my license changed to Janie; again, Mom called in a favor from a student in her class. We were in and out in twenty minutes and I was officially a girl. I did not want to go through with this step, but Susan explained that I did not want to be pulled over dressed as a girl and produce a license that said I was a boy, or get carded at a club.

We went home and the lessons really began. I tried my hardest, and it paid off. I was becoming Janie. At Mom and Susan's insistence, I dressed as Janie for the rest of the summer. I went out in short skirts, blouses, high heels and eventually a bra. The hormone pills and shots Dr. Kelly gave me worked my body into a b cup and a slightly smaller waist and slightly larger hips. I looked like a girl. Mom had even ordered me a fake vagina from an online store, the kind cross dressers wear to hide their male organs. This one was so lifelike, I expected to see it get wet just sitting in the box. It was small and matched my flesh tone exactly. Mom showed me how to tape my clit back between my legs, hide my balls up inside my body and glue the fake pussy in place. It fit so well that even I could not tell that I had a dick. I was forced to pee sitting down, the head of my dick fit in to the fake pussy so that no one would notice any difference. The glue was irritating until I got used to it. I only had to take it off about once every week. Three weeks before school, I received confirmation that I had been accepted to a different high school as Janie. To celebrate Mom and Susan planned a day at the spa.

My hair had grown out into long blonde waves that hung down to my mid back. My fingernails were now a little longer, I insisted on that. After two weeks on the pills, I had to cut them back to a length that I could still use my keyboard. The day of pampering was wonderful, the mud pack felt weird, but the manicure and pedicure were delicious. They cut and shape my nails and hair. When they were finished Mom handed me a new bag with clothes. Inside was a red thong bikini, a short denim skirt, white blouse and three inch heels. I had practiced with heels at home, but these were bigger than any I had worn before. Just before I was let up to get dressed, Mom had them pierce my ears, two in each. That smarted, but with my new hair it looked great.

The three of us left the spa and I could feel the admiring glances from men we passed. Mom insisted that we take a turn around the mall and window shop. I think the truth was that she wanted to show me off. We even stopped in at Pink and saw Candy. She gushed all over my new look. Again, Mom bought me more lingerie. I was surprised at the amount of underwear she said I needed, but I had to admit that the feeling of all that silk and lace against my skin was appealing. Now that I looked more feminine Candy asked what school I was attending. She was surprised and delighted to find out I was a senior at her high school. She told me that she would see me the first day of school in the senior parking lot and she would show me around.

Feeling better that I already had a friend at school; we left the store and went home. Mom suggested a swim, so that I could get used to the bikini. I had been swimming in Susan's old one piece and felt a little out of place in it. Both she and Mom wore bikinis and I wanted to fit in. After about an hour in the pool, Susan suggested I sunbathe. I agreed until she said I should be nude. I was horrified at being naked outside the house, but Mom said it was a good idea, no tan lines and they would join me. The house had a high fence and no one could see us so I was talked into it.

We covered each other in lotion and I was surprised to see that being naked with Mom and Susan felt so completely natural, like we were just three girls. The hormones had not affected my penis, but it was so small anyway that it did not matter. Mom informed me that until school started I was to do this every day. She wanted me to have a good tan when I got to class. I asked about the fake pussy and she said that a bottle of colouring came with it so it would still match my skin. The rest of the summer flew by, I got tanner, more comfortable walking around in heels and underwear. In fact the dress inside the house seemed to be only heels and panties. Mom and Susan wore bras as they needed the support, but I was high and firm. My breasts stood out proudly from my chest, tanning nicely. My nipples hardened at the slightest touch of clothes or flesh. Strangely, my penis, or clittie as Mom and Susan started to call it, did not get hard as often, must have been a side effect of the hormones.

The first day of school rolled around and I was up early. I had my uniform on and make up done before Mom or Susan even made it to the shower. The short skirt and white blouse, knee socks and maryjanes made me look like a child, instead of an adult, but that was the requirement. I was sitting down stairs picking at my fruit for breakfast when they both came down. Mom was dressed in a bright pink leotard and matching pants. She had a class at ten. Susan was just in her panties and bra, her first class was not until noon, but both of them wanted to see me off to my first day at school. I appreciated the support, but still could not stop the butterflies in my stomach. Finally I just gave up, grabbed my backpack, kissed Mom and Susan and headed out the door.

My old beater of a car was not great, but it got from a to b without trouble. Mom insisted I clean it up and keep it that way. A lady would never drive such a filthy car as a guy would. I made it into the senior parking lot half an hour before first bell and sat in my car almost having a panic attack. I was insane to think I could pull this off. I was just getting ready to start the car and drive home when two cars pulled in on either side of me.

"Well what do we have here," came from the car on my side. My window was open slightly and looked over to see a Mustang loaded with what could only be football players. They were all the size of boulders. 

Before I could say anything or start my car I heard from the other side, "leave her alone Trent."

I spun my head and saw a smiling Candy staring out of the driver side of the other car, filled with cheerleaders, judging by the uniforms.

"That is Janie, she is new and you stay away from her." Candy told him sharply, stepping out of her car. "How you doing Janie?"

"Fine," I stammered.

"I know it is hard coming to a new school, but just let us show you around." Candy said.

"Yeah, I'd love to show you around honey." Trent piped in with the required amount of cat calling from the rest of the guys.

"Trent, I told you to back off." Candy said angrily. "Janie is not going to be going anywhere with you. Come on Janie, I will take you to the office so that you can register."

I did not tell Candy that I was registered until we were well away from Trent and the rest of the guys. She led me to the office and we picked up our schedules with the rest of the cheerleaders. With my blond hair pulled back in a pony tail and my bright blue eyes and small frame, the only thing I was missing was the uniform and I could have been one of them. As we were about to leave the office a teacher called Candy's name.

"Candy, can I see you for a minute?"

"Sure Coach." She replied, and then said to me, "wait here, I will be right back." She strolled confidently over to the teacher and they had a long discussion, during which Trent and the boys showed up.

"Well, look who is here waiting for me." Trent leered at me. The rest of the girls gathered around me to protect me when Candy came jogging back over. She hit Trent on the shoulder, not that she could hurt him.

"I told you to leave Janie alone Trent. She is out of your league. Come on Janie, we need to talk."

Candy led me out of the office and down the hall to our lockers. She was just three lockers down from me and she tossed her stuff in before joining me at mine. 

"Janie, I have wonderful news. Jennifer graduated last year and that leaves us one short on the cheer squad. The football coach saw you and told our coach about you and she wants you to take her place. You are the most petite girl she has seen and she figures that you would be perfect. Will you try out, PLEASE?"

I was stunned. How could I be a cheerleader? Things were moving so fast that I did not know what to say. I had been at this school for less than an hour and I was already marked as cheerleader material. I wondered what they would say if they knew the real me. I told Candy I would think about it and talk to aunt about it.

The rest of the day was a blur. I was suddenly accepted by the popular kids. I was surrounded at all times by the girls on the squad peppering me with questions on how so I would talk to Aunt Karen, did I cheer at my last school, my past everything. I answered what I could but stayed as vague as possible. Candy and I had three classes together and lunch. The only class we did not have together was gym. My transcript showed that I had completed all my gym requirements and I took calculus instead.

That night when I got home both Mom and Susan were waiting for me. When I told them about tryouts they were both thrilled. I could not believe it. They wanted me to tryout, and when they found out that Candy was on the squad, the decision was made. Mom signed the consent form before dinner and put it back in my backpack. Susan came downstairs dressed in a leotard and handed me one. 

"Time to practice," she said, pulling me down to the basement. Five minutes later I was in my own hot pink leotard stretching with my sister as Mom came down and joined us in the work out. They showed me the moves that I would need to remember. I had done well in gymnastics at my old school and all the swimming had kept me in shape and limber, but I had never had to move like this before and it took several hours for me to get it right. 


How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 02



Classes that day went without trouble. Unfortunately, Candy had a meeting with Coach Jacobs about the new routines over lunch and was unable to join me and the rest of the girls. Trent worked his way in very quickly when he saw that Candy was not there. He sat beside me and looked as though he was staking his claim. After the previous day with Coach Withers, I was not as concerned about him. I knew that I was desirable to men, and I knew that I would have to find a guy to date as I could not be seen dating Jim. 

Trent was very attentive during lunch, he was a perfect gentleman, pulling out my chair, making sure the other guys treated me politely, that the girls were keeping me up to speed with the routines. He even congratulated me on making the squad before anyone else could. All in all, lunch was a good time and when Candy met me for class after lunch, she saw Trent walking me into class and smiled.

"I guess I won't have to protect you from Trent any longer." She said smirking.

"We just sat together at lunch. Nothing happened. He was every inch the gentleman." I told her primly.

"Yeah right," Candy replied. "The only time Trent is a gentleman is when he holds open a door for you so he can watch your ass as you walk in."

The team met in the gym after classes and we got right to work. Coach Jacobs worked us very hard. We had only two weeks until the first game of the season and had to be ready. The routines were tricky and I got scared when it came to the flying, but I was told that would not come until later. I had to get the ground work done first. First we reviewed the routine from yesterday and then she started us on a new routine. Candy was everywhere, helping, holding, and teaching. I could tell that she would be the captain of the team before long.

Right at the end of the last routine, I twisted at the wrong moment and came down on my shoulder and ankle. It was without a doubt my least graceful dismount. You could hear my thud across the gym. Of course it had to happen as the football team was coming back in. Coach Jacobs and Jim were at my side in seconds checking the damage. It was not bad, just a bit of a bruise but Jim insisted that he check me out and put some ice on my shoulder. Coach Jacobs wanted me to go to her office, but Jim insisted that the football team had better equipment and could take better care of me.

I was in his office, an ice pack on my shoulder, lying back on the massage table in less than five minutes. Jim checked my ankle and said that it was just twisted and I would be fine in about half an hour. He placed another ice pack on my leg and kissed me.

"That is to take the pain away." He said smiling.

"Well, it worked. I feel great." I responded, leaning into the kiss.

He stepped behind me and started to work on my shoulder. I heard the door open and Coach Jacobs stepped in.

"Just checking up on you Janie."

"I am fine. The coach is taking great care of me. I feel much better now."

"Well, you know you really should not be in here alone with the Coach," Jacobs said. "People might get the wrong idea."

"I've never felt safer in my life." I said seriously.

"Actually Helen, I wanted to talk to you about Janie." Jim said. "I spoke to her previous teachers and she did quite well as a swimmer. Maybe we could use her on our team."

"I think that would be a great idea." Jacobs agreed. "The cheer squad does not cover the swim team so we don't have to worry about conflicts and I am the trainer for that team as well. We train in the morning, so practice would not be a problem. Come on out tomorrow and we will see what you can do."

I looked at Jim in panic, but he just smiled and nodded encouragingly to me and I turned to Coach Jacobs and said "I will see you then Coach."

"Good we start at seven. See you then" and she left closing the door after her.

"Jim how could you," I demanded.

"Janie, I told you what Coach Stevens said last year and now you will have a shot at competing. You could not hold you own with the guys, but you may be able to beat the girls."

I started to say something and then sat back on the bed and thought about what he said. I could compete as a girl and maybe do well. I had carried off the pretense so far, but swimming was a different thing. Before I could go any further he said, "Just give it a try in the morning. Most of the girls in the squad swim with the team at practice to stay in shape, so if nothing else you can have a work out and hang with girls."

"Okay, I will try." I told him dejectedly.

"Did you bring the solvent for you pussy like I asked you?"

"No, I just used a light solvent today, water can dissolve it. All the sweating I did working out has already loosened it."

"Then let's get you into the shower, I want to see what you look like without it."

I stood and stripped before his watchful eyes. Just the mere act of removing my clothes got me hot and I could see the effect I was having on him. Before my sweater hit the floor I could see the bulge in his shorts. I turned my back to him and unzipped my skirt. I glanced over my shoulder and wiggled my hips, letting the skirt fall. I could see the lust in his eyes. My panties had worked they way into my ass crack and I used my index fingers to pull them out. I winked at him as he moaned, seeing a little of my behind. 

Reaching behind my back, I unhooked my bra and pulled the straps off my shoulders. I tossed it into his lap as I turned partially to face him, my other hand covering my small breasts. I did not want him to see me until I was completely naked. I turned my back again and bent over to pull my panties down. My hair came down over my face and shoulders and I knew that when I stood my hair would cover my breasts. I kicked my panties over onto my skirt and was completely naked in his office again, my shoes and socks having been removed so that he could tend to my ankle.

I turned and faced him; he still had my bra in his lap. I shook my head and it brushed my hair off my chest. My nipples were standing tall and firm, bright red and throbbing. I let him get a good look at me and then I pulled the loose edge of my pussy and it came off in my hand. I tossed it over my shoulder and it fell behind the massage table. I stood before him completely bared. I was shaking, but I did not know if it was from fear or excitement. 

I stepped between his legs and Jim wrapped his arms around my waist. He licked and kissed my stomach and worked his way up to my breasts. I was so short, that my breasts were right in his face and he took full advantage of it. He nursed on my left nipple and then switched to my right. I laced my fingers into his hair and pulled him tighter. I was so small that he took my entire breast into his mouth and sucked hard. I was shocked and jumped when I felt his hand reach down and grasp my hard little clit. He pumped it a few times, but only a dribble of pre-cum came out. I knew that I could ejaculate as a man would as I had never had puberty. He had taught me the day before that I could cum, but not like a man, it would just dribble out of my clit.

I pushed him away and walked over to the shower in his office, my hips swinging like a hooker in a bad movie. I knew it was way over the top, but I could not stop myself. I turned my head and crooked a finger at him when I had the shower running and he was naked and beside me seconds.

I stepped into the shower and Jim followed me. I felt his hard cock slip between my ass cheeks and I ground back against him. His hands came up and started to caress my breasts and belly. I laid my head back against him and reached around and grasped his ragging hard-on. It leapt in my hand and I could feel his pulse as he throbbed in my palm. I stroked him and felt his groan as he nibbled on my ear. I turned in his grasp and kissed him deeply. His tongue slipped between my lips and I fenced with it. He rubbed my back as I held and jerked his cock. I started to kneel down to suck him and he stopped me.

"No Janie, not tonight, I am about to cum right now. That little strip show you put on for me really got my juices flowing." He grabbed the soap and worked up a good lather before handing it to me. His hands slipped down my back and started to work on my pussy hole. I knew what he wanted and started to soap his throbbing manhood. I wanted it inside me and he wanted the same. His finger slipped in with no trouble and then he added another. I hummed in delight, my hand stroking slowly, I did not want to bring him off until he was deep inside me. His third digit slipped inside me and I shuddered. When he started to twist his wrist I told him I wanted him.

I turned and faced the wall, spreading my legs. Jim stepped up behind me and squatted down to line himself up with my pussy hole. I felt him press against me and I relaxed as much as I could. The monster head slipped in I groaned as he pressed even more into my channel. I hissed in delight as I felt his thighs meet my butt and knew that he was fully inside me. I let out the breath I had been holding and squealed in delight when he pulled back and thrust forward. I loved the feeling of him inside my little pussy and it only got better when I felt his hand reach around and grasp my clit. His hand was still covered in soap and he got me slick and slippery in one stroke.

I threw my head back against him and thrust back to meet him. Jim got the hint and he started to fuck me. This was not making love, this was two animals rutting for release. Jim started to pound me harder and harder and I begged for more.

"Deeper, harder, Fuck Meeeeeee," I yelled. 

Jim straightened his legs and I screamed as he lifted my feet off the floor of the shower. 

"Yyyyeeeeessssss," I groaned as I felt him slip even deeper into me.

"Is this what you what bitch," he demanded. "You want to feel me fuck you deep."

"Yes Sir," I panted.

"You are going to taste my cock from the inside this time." He grunted and then he really started to pound me. I thought he was fucking me before, but I was wrong as he started go even harder and deeper.

"I am cccoooooommmmmmminnnnnggggggg." I shrieked, my clit pulsing and dribbled in his hand.

"I am close," he grunted and he slammed into me three more times and then exploded inside me.

"Aaaaaiiiiieeeeee," I screamed at the top of my lungs as the feel of his burning sperm shot deep into my body, bringing me to another orgasm. Jim held me steady and I felt his cock pulsing as he shot his load. He pressed me against the shower wall as we both tried to catch our breaths. Finally Jim let me down and my feet found the floor as he softened inside me. When he slipped out of me, I turned and kissed him. 

"We can't keep doing this Jim." I told him still panting. 

"Don't you like it," he questioned.

"I loved it Jim, but I don't want you to get into trouble. If people keep seeing me sneaking around your office, they will start to suspect and then the rumors will start."

"I know, but you are just so hard to resist." He said.

"Jim, I know you don't love me. I can't love you. I love what you do for me and how you make me feel, but I am going to have to get a boyfriend my age or I will fall in love with you and that will kill your career."

We stood holding each other in the shower for several minutes as I felt his essence sliding out of my pussy. "I have feelings for you Jim, but we can't keep doing this every day."

"But we can still do it occasionally," he asked hopefully.

"Just try and stop me." I smiled up at him, and then kissed him deeply.

Jim smiled back and stepped out of the shower, leaving me to clean up. I spent several minutes cleaning out my pussy before I felt that I was clean enough and then stood in the shower just letting the hot water rain down on my body. I was so immersed in relaxing I did not hear the door to his office open or the voice of the cheerleading coach.

I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower to see Jim standing behind his desk, wearing only a towel, looking guilty and Coach Jacobs standing on the other side of his desk looking ready to kill. 

"What the hell is going on here?" She screamed, turning to look at Jim. "You let a female student shower in your office, while you are here, and by the looks of it you joined her. I'm going to have you arrested and fired for taking advantage of an underage girl."

Before Jim could speak I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself up in it before leaping to his defense. 

"Miss Jacobs, it is not what you think. First, I am not underage, if you check my records; you will see that I have been eighteen for over eight months. And," I paused to clear my throat and pluck up my courage, "I am not a girl, but a boy."

Miss Jacobs stopped at this and spluttered. "You can't be a boy, just look at you. You have the figure of a girl; I can see your breasts through your towel. It is not your fault Janie; you don't have to protect him." The way she said 'him' made me wince.

"I am not protecting anyone, just telling you the truth. The breasts are the result of hormone shots and pills, the vagina is a fake glued on to hide my clitty and give me the right shape." Before she could say anything more I dropped my towel and showed her my breasts and clitty hanging between my legs. I explained about my illness and the result it had on my body and my life. When I finished Jim piped in and explained how he found out. Miss Jacobs sat down in his chair and said that she could not believe it.

I climbed on the desk and spread my legs, showing her where the seam between the fake pussy and my leg would be. I told her about the glue and how it would not come off. They were both staring intently at my crotch, so I took the liberty of checking out theirs. Jim had the beginnings of a hardon and Miss Jacobs' shorts were looking distinctly wet, her nipples standing out from her small tits. As she leaned in closer to look, I took a chance and pulled her face first into my crotch. Her mouth opened in shock and she swallowed my clit before she recoiled. I let her up instantly.

"I guess it is true then, you are a boy." She said when she calmed down after kissing my crotch. "Why did you do that?"

"So that you would know that it is real, I won't let you send Jim to jail for helping me. Besides, I can tell that you liked it."

"What, how could you say such a thing," she demanded.

"Your breathing is rapid, your nipples are hard and you sucked my clit before I let you go and sat up." I said, pulling her back into my crotch.

Helen struggled for a moment and then started to smell the clean scent of my body. She stopped fighting me and started to lick my clit. I let go of her head and waved Jim over to join us. He dropped his towel and started to massage her breasts threw her shirt. Helen moaned into my crotch and took my clit completely into her mouth, no great feat, considering my size. I rocked my head back and thrust my groin up at her; I had never had anyone suck me before.

Jim pulled her out of the chair and started to remove her clothes. I kept my hands on her head keeping my clit in her mouth as Jim pulled her shorts and panties down. The instant he bared her pussy, we could both smell her arousal. It had the required effect on Jim. He completely hardened almost instantly. He pulled her shirt up under her arms and pushed her bra up out of the way. Her breasts were larger than mine and Jim gabbed a handful of each as he thrust deep inside her. Her skin had a much deeper tan than I had. Her dark hair was cut short and it fell over her face, she had no tan lines and her pussy hair was trimmed into a straight line.

Helen moaned and thrust back to meet him while she tried to take even more of my little clit into her mouth. There was no more for her to suck on, but she still tried. I watched in delight as her cheeks sunk in and I felt the suction on my little member. Her nails played with my almost non-existent balls. Her body rocked with the force of Jim ramming into her. I let go of her head and started to pinch my nipples, the feeling sent shock waves to my clit.

He lasted longer this time, probably because I had drained him in the shower. We were all dripping sweat when he finally threw back his head and growled that he was cumming. I think by that time Helen had cum at least twice, maybe more judging by her shaking body. I did not cum at all, not like they did, but I still felt the same delight I had felt in the shower and Helen swallowed more than once.

Finally Jim pulled out of her pussy and collapsed into his chair. Helen fell to the floor on her knees and I dropped back onto the desk panting for breath. I caught my breath and sat up and looked up to see cum draining out of her. I wanted it but before I could move, Helen stuck her fingers into her pussy and pulled it out, dripping with their combined juices and licked her fingers.

Jim pulled her into his lap and grabbed her wrist, bringing it to his own mouth. Licking their combined juices, Jim leaned in and kissed her. Helen grabbed the back of his head and thrust her tongue into his throat. I dove between their legs and started to lick the drippings from their union. The taste was like ambrosia to me. I had never tasted a woman's cum and the flavor was nothing like I had ever experienced before. I was addicted. I was becoming a sexual being in the matter of a few days. I had discovered that I could give and receive pleasure.

As soon as I finished licking Helen clean, I started on Jim. Looking up I saw that they were still making out hot and heavy. I could feel that Jim was starting to get excited again, but he pushed me away when I had him fully cleaned up. 

"That is enough Janie," He said smiling. "If you keep that up, we will never get out of here, and you need to get home before you Aunt starts to worry about you."

"But are you going to be okay," I asked looking at Helen.

"Well, there is nothing that I can say about him taking advantage of a student, when I just did the same thing." Helen said, looking sheepish. She reached out and grasped his soft penis, "But I think that Coach Withers and I need to discuss this a little more."

"Yes, I will leave you two alone." I smiled and reached for my panties. I pulled them up my legs, pausing only long enough to look for my pussy. I eventually had to get on my knees and crawl behind the massage table to reach it. I squeaked when I felt a tongue lick my pussy hole. I whirled around and was face to face with Helen. She kissed me and said "Thanks." She then got up and went back to stand beside Jim.

I fitted my pussy over my clit and pulled up my panties to hold it in place. I finished dressing and reached for the door to the office as the Coaches finished dressing themselves and started to make out again. I opened the door and walked into the janitor as he came out of the boys' locker room. Thinking quickly I turned back to open office door and said.

"Thanks for the help Coach Jacobs, thanks for the liniment Coach Withers."

Helen came to door looking surprised until she saw the janitor. "You are welcome Janie. You just give that ankle and shoulder a lot of rest tonight and you will be fine in the morning."

Jim appeared at her shoulder and said, "You are welcome Janie; just take it easy on that dismount. Oh, good evening Jerry."

"Good evening Coach Withers, Coach Jacobs, Miss." The elderly janitor said, looking at each of us in turn.

"Good night all." I said, leaving the hall and walking slowly out of the school, favouring my leg. I wanted the janitor to see that I had a legitimate excuse to becoming out of the boys coach's office. Now that he had seen me and Helen, I knew that the school grapevine would be informed by morning and all would be covered.

I reached my car and found Trent sitting on the hood, waiting for me.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 02



"There you are; I wanted to make sure that you were all right. That was a nasty fall."

"Yes, Coach Jacobs iced my shoulder and Coach Withers gave me some liniment. By tomorrow I will be fine."

"Good, you are definitely the best cheerleader on the squad."

"You are just saying that. No one else fell on their butt." I mumbled.

"No, you did great." He smiled. "So listen, I was wondering if you are not busy Saturday night I was wondering if you would like to go to dinner with me."

"You want to go out with me?" I asked, shocked.

"Only if you want to," he said looking down.

"Well, I have to ask my Aunt if she has plans, so can I let you know tomorrow."

"Well, sure."

"Okay, I will see you tomorrow." I said, climbing into my car.

I got home just in time for dinner. Mom and Susan asked me again about today's cheerleader practice and if I had the same good time as yesterday. I blushed and said that I was a little sore from my fall. Mom looked at my shoulder and agreed with the coach, a little ice and rest and I would be fine by morning. I told them about the swimming and Mom said that I should try. It would be good exercise and I did do well at my old school.

I said that I told Coach Jacobs that I would be there in the morning for swim practice and Susan said that I should wear the one piece I wore for most of the summer; the bikini would not be practical for swim meets. Just before dinner was over I asked if it was okay if I went out for dinner with Trent.

This started a whole new bunch of questions about Trent. Before I could tell them a lot about Trent Susan piped up and said, "Trent McKabe, son of Jason McKabe, and only heir to McKabe enterprises, that Trent McKabe?"

The name hit me like a ton of bricks. I had not put the two together, but now it was staring me in the face. Trent McKabe Enterprises was one of the biggest conglomerates in the country. Why would he want me? The look of shock must have been obvious to both Mom and Susan and they started to laugh.

"I can't go out with him." I said trembling. "I am not good enough for that crowd."

"Nonsense," Mom said quickly. "You are more of lady than any of them."

"Yes," Susan agreed, "just go have dinner with him. It is not like he is going to propose to you."

I said I would sleep on it and decide in the morning.

Morning came far too soon as I did not sleep well. I had dreams of Trent finding out and pulling my clothes off in some fancy restaurant saying "He's a fag and a freak." And everyone laughs at me. I did not tell Mom or Susan about my dreams, but then I did not see them as I had to leave early to get to swim practice.

I met the girls for the team and the cheer squad in the change room. I was already dressed in my suit, my uniform in my bag when I got there. Most of the girls did the same. The only conversation in the locker room was Coach Jacobs' condition that morning. Heather had seen her coming in and said that she looked rather tired and rough. She said that Jacobs was walking a little bow legged this morning. Diane piped up and said she saw Coach Withers and he looked rather ragged as well. This started the girls giggling and making up stories.

Candy dragged me into it when she said, "Janie, you were with them in Withers' office, what happened."

All the girls stopped talking and turned to look at me.

"Nothing, Coach Jacobs checked my shoulder and Coach Withers applied some liniment to my ankle. We talked about what I did wrong and my coming in this morning for the swim team and then I left. I ran into the janitor Jerry on the way out to my car where I met Trent and he asked me out Saturday night." I could have bit my tongue off for saying the last part, but it had the desired effect of distracting the girls from Jim and Helen. They girls started peppering me with questions about Saturday; the one that really got my attention was if Trent was really taking me to the country club annual golf dinner. I deflected the questions by saying that Trent did not say where he was taking me just that he wanted to take me to dinner.

In a few minutes we were out on the deck and stretching and warming up. I had used the strong glue the night before so there was no way my pussy was going to come off and give me away. I heard a whistle and laughter coming from the stands and looked over to see most of the football team. I looked down at my body and was ready to run for it if anything was wrong when the girls started to giggle and point at the door where Coach Jacobs was talking to Coach Withers. The girls were right, they both looked like they had had a hard night, with each other, if the way Helen could be seen talking to Jim was any indication.

Both coaches turned at the sound and started towards their groups. Jim landed on the football team like a vulture and had them out running laps in less than two minutes. Helen stormed over to the giggling girls and started barking out orders. The girls dove into the pool and began their laps. Pulling me aside, Helen said, loud enough for the rest to hear, "Janie, I know that this is your first time with the team, but just let me see what you can do."

I nodded and dove into the pool. I worked for an hour while Helen watched me and corrected the rest of the girls. She only spoke to me to get me to change strokes. Finally Helen called us all out of the pool and set up races. I was in the first heat and I heard the "ohhing" and "ahhing" from the rest of the girls. The heat she put me in was the fastest.

The whistle sounded and I was gone. I thought of nothing but completing my heat. I finished and looked up to see the rest of the girls on the edge staring at me. I had come in the middle of the heat. I blushed and swam over to the edge and climbed out. Candy came over and hugged me.

"That was the best first try I have ever seen in a long time. I thought Jacobs' was gonna pass out when she looked at her stop watch."

"I just did what I could," I said bashfully. "My other school made us train with the boys' team so we just got faster trying to catch them."

"Well, I think you will do well being on our team this year." Candy said happily.

The rest of heats finished and as the girls headed into the locker room Helen called me over.

"Janie, that was very impressive, but I am worried about you competing. If you turn in times like this, people are going to get suspicious."

"I know, but what can we do."

"Just say that you decided that with your course load and cheering, that you have enough to do. You can still work out here but you won't go to meets."

"I was worried about this last night, but I did not know how to tell you before you and Coach Withers...talked." Helen blushed as she caught my pause and my meaning. "And after there was no time really."

"I would have to agree." Helen said. "But I am glad you came out. Just tell them that we talked and you decided that you can't do it this year."

"Thanks, Coach." I said, "by the way, how did you make out with Coach Withers after I left last night?"

"Just fine," she replied blushing again. "He took me to dinner and then back to his place for a night cap."

"And after..." I said leadingly.

"Never you mind young lady. We had a pleasant evening and that is all I have to say on the matter, other than thank you for getting us together."

"You are welcome," I said and then whispered, "by the way he likes strip teases." And I walked away leaving her standing there open mouthed.

The locker room was mostly empty, only Candy and Heather were still dressing. I grabbed my towel and stepped into the shower suit and all. I was stalling as long as I could, but it looked like they were going to wait for me. I shrugged off my suit and washed the chlorine off me. I finished in the shower and came out wrapped in my towel. The girls started asking me what Jacobs and I had talked about and I told them that I was not going to be on the swim team. I had too much to do this year. I said that Jacobs understood and she left it at that.

I was nervous as I dropped my towel and stood naked before the others, but they never said anything and I dressed quickly. We only had fifteen minutes till first period. I did my makeup and we were off. I felt surprisingly pleased with myself. I had stood naked in the girls' locker room with two other girls and they had not noticed anything different about me.

Class was the same as always. One of these days teachers are going to do something to spice things up and stop treating high school students like they are still in pre-school. I met the rest of the kids at lunch and Trent was quick to take the seat beside me. I could see the hope in his eyes but he did not come right out and ask me about Saturday. I decided to tease him a little and talked about other things through lunch, mostly about swim practice and the gossip about the two coaches.

Finally at ten minutes before the bell I said that Aunt Karen said I could go depending on what he had in mind. Trent burst into the biggest smile I had ever seen on him. He told me that he wanted to take me to the country club's annual golf dinner. He was entered in the under twenty five group and had a good chance of placing in the top five.

I asked about the dinner and he said that it was fairly formal, no tuxedos but suits and ties and cocktail dresses. He said there was dancing after dinner and he would make sure I got home safely. As he was only eighteen last month, his parents still kept a pretty tight leash on him and because of football he was not allowed to drink at all so that would not be a problem.

He said that cocktails were at seven and dinner at eight. I said I would be ready by six thirty. He said he would be there whenever I wanted him there. I asked who else was going and he said that most of the cheer squad would be there. They never missed a chance to go to the club and it was a good time. The bell rang at that moment and we had to get to class.

I don't remember much of the rest of the day or the week. All I remember was my telling Mom and Susan about the date and them saying that we had to go shopping Saturday and get me ready. It sounded like they were preparing me for battle.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 03



The rest of the week was a blur as I thought about nothing than the upcoming date with Trent. Saturday morning rolled around and I was up early. I had made an appointment with Dr. Kelly about some things that had been on my mind for the last week. I didn't tell Mom or Susan about it, I just left them a note and said that I would be back in time for shopping.

Dr. Kelly saw me before the office opened; it helps to have a personal friendship with your doctor. She gave me quick exam and another hormone booster before leading me into her office and asking me what was on my mind.

"I have been having these new experiences for the last week and I need to talk to someone who won't gush all over me about it."

"Okay, tell me what has been happening."

I told her about my experiences with Jim and Helen and my upcoming date with Trent. I asked her about the feelings that have been going through me.

"How come I have been having sexual experiences and enjoying them? I never went through puberty, so how is it I am able to achieve orgasm and enjoy sex?"

"That is the result of the hormones that you have been taking. The shots and the pills are completing your puberty for you and making you a girl. As to the orgasm, I would say, judging by your description, you are able to orgasm like a woman. You have very powerful orgasms, you ejaculate, and not all women can do that."

"So I should not worry?"

"No, you are behaving exactly as you should. You are developing into a fine woman. As to dating, you should take it easy, you are growing still up."

"Thanks Dr. Kelly," I said.

"Janie, you have known me all your life and you are over eighteen. Call me Kelly."

I went home, feeling better and found Mom and Susan waiting for me. They did not ask where I had been, but I told them the truth that I had been to see Dr. Kelly and got my latest booster shot. I did not mention anything about our talk and left it at that. We finished breakfast and Mom pulled out the new fake vagina that she had bought for me. This was the one with the channel so that I could have sex as a woman. It even had a hymen, so that I could lose my virginity like any girl. She showed me how to put it on and said I should wear it for the day and my date tonight, to get used to it, and they led me out the door and into the car.

We hit the mall by storm. They had a full day planned. This was my first date and they decided that I had to look perfect. They had booked a day at the spa and we went there right after hitting the dress salon. Mom had called in another favor and arranged a private room for fitting and a meeting with the store fashion consultant. 

She had a series of dresses hanging on a portable rack waiting for me, along with lingerie and shoes. I was instantly drawn to a knee length black cocktail dress. It was form fitting and had a deep v neck. There were sequins sewn all over it and it caught the light whenever I moved. Mom and Susan both complimented me on my choice, but wanted me to try on several different dresses before deciding. 

The first was a white floor length off the shoulder. The material was so thin I knew that I would be completely seen if the light should shine behind me. The next was a red backless dress that stopped just about mid calf. The floor length grey silk one with the slits up the sides, to my hips was stunning. I thought the floor length would be too hard to dance in. It looked good with my blond hair, but I still held out for the black one. When I finally tried it on, they all agreed that it was the one. 

Next was the lingerie, I could get away without a bra, but the shelf bra that matched the black thong was too perfect to leave behind. I wanted stockings and garters, but Susan refused to allow it. I didn't understand but Susan said that she would explain later. They chose smoke grey pantyhose and four inch stiletto heels. I could barely walk in them at first, but they did look good on me and gave my legs and behind a wonderful shape. I thought we were done, but then came the makeup. Mom insisted that we get all new makeup for the night ahead. As we left, I was shocked to see them boxing up all the dresses that I had tried on. 

"What are they doing?" I asked as we waited by the cash register.

"Well, you will need more than one dress for formal occasions. Plus Jenny offered us a great discount."

They led me to the spa and on the way we went to the car to drop off the dresses and lingerie. As we left the mall I stopped in front of shoe store and saw a set of white boots in the window. They were knee high, had three inch chunky heels and zipped up the insides. They were the perfect go-go boots. Mom saw me looking and dragged me in. She found the perfect size and made me try them on. They fit like a glove. Mom said I should wear them out, and then ordered two more pairs, one for each of them. We all went to the car with our new boots on. I was surprised at the amount of whistling that we got as we walked around.

The spa was delightful. Another full body scrub, facial, massage, manicure and pedicure. They also did my hair in an upsweep. By four o'clock we were on our way home, my face and hair ready for the night a head. We got home and Susan made me sit on her bed while we had a talk.

"This is your first date and I want to go over the ground rules." She told me.

"What ground rules." I asked.

"Tonight Trent will be alone with you and will try to take advantage of you. You have to stop him. Don't give him all the goods on the first date. You will get the reputation of being easy and a slut. That will not get you the attention that you want. Cheerleaders have a reputation of being easy lays and I don't want you get caught up in that. With your new vagina you can have sex as a woman, but don't let him get that far. That is the reason for the pantyhose.

"For the first date, you can hold hands, and you will be dancing. He will probably try to grab your ass. Don't let him get away with it, at first. Stop him the first few times, but if you like it, let him do it in the third try. 

"You can kiss him good night, but make sure that he brings you straight home. Don't let him try to take you for a drive. You have your cell phone, if he won't listen, when he stops the car, get out and call me. I will come and get you."

"These rules are really that important?" I asked.

"Yes, after what happened with you and the two coaches, I want you to try and develop a real relationship with a boyfriend, not just be a sex toy. Jim Withers and Helen Jacobs were very accepting, but you can't expect everyone to be so understanding."

"How did you find out about that?"

"You just told me." She said smiling, "The way you were walking after you came home the other night, you said that Helen and Jim helped you after you fell. I suspected something like that and after seeing the two coaches together at dinner last night, I knew something happened between them and that you probably had something to do with it. "

I blushed, horrified and embarrassed. "You can't tell anyone," I almost screamed.

"I won't tell anyone, but Mom saw them too, so she probably suspects the same thing. Just keep Trent under control and don't give in to temptation."

"I'll try." I promised.

"Good, now get dressed."

Susan left me to get ready, thanks to the treatment at the spa; all I had to do was put on my lingerie and my dress. I had already hung all the rest of my clothes in my closet and my outfit for the night was laid out on my bed. I checked the fit of my vagina and saw that I was still fine and would be for the next few days. My thong was tight and silky; I loved the feeling of it sliding up my legs. I had worn stockings before, so the pantyhose were not that hard to put on. The dress slithered down my frame and wrapped my body like a like a second skin. I slipped into my shoes and walked around my room and the rest of the house, getting used to them. It only took about half an hour before I was walking like I had been born in four inch stilettos.

At six thirty preciously the front door bell rang and I went to the top of the stairs when a hand pulled me back. Susan was there holding me back in the shadows, holding a finger to her lips.

"What are you doing," I whispered. 

"You have to make him wait for a few minutes; you don't want to seem over eager. Plus you have to give Mom a few minutes to grill him for info." She replied in a hush tone. "Trust me; this is how it is done. He really did not expect you to be ready at six thirty."

After a few minutes, Mom hollered up the stairs that Trent was here to pick me up for the dance. Susan called back that I was almost ready. She led me into the bathroom and checked my makeup one last time. Then she checked the contents of my purse. She added some extra tissues and a spare pair of panties and two condoms. "Just in case," she winked.

I descended the stairs slowly, holding the railing. It was not for dramatic effect, but to keep me from falling on my butt. Mom and Trent were waiting for me. Mom was snapping pictures as I came down. Trent just stood there open mouthed in what I hoped was admiration. He was holding a bouquet of roses for me and he bowed to me as he handed them over. I blushed as I thanked him. Mom took them from me and said she would put them in water for me, handing me a rose with a short stem and nodded towards Trent's jacket. I slipped it into his button hole and kissed him on the cheek.

Mom came back in and insisted on several more pictures. Finally I said enough and that we had to go. Trent promised Mom to have me home by midnight and hustled me out of the door. I was expecting to see his Mustang in the driveway waiting for us, but instead was a low slung Porsche Carrera convertible.

"Dad let me borrow the Porsche for tonight. Mom said that a Mustang is not the proper way to drive a lady to ball. Sorry it is not a horse drawn carriage, Cinderella." He said smiling and bowing to open the door. I stood there for a second, wondering how I was supposed to get into a car so low to the ground. Finally I moved to the seat, sat down and swung both legs in together. I made my skirt ride up a little, but it was better than flashing my panties at him. Trent looked down at my legs and smiled at the display of flesh and nylon.

The drive to the club was quick and I found out that Trent had finished third in the championship. He seemed really excited that he was going to get a trophy. This was his highest finish in his years of being a member of the club. He also told me that his parents were looking forward to meeting me. I paled at the thought, I hadn't considered that. He said that his mother really wanted to meet me.

Before I could come up with a response, we arrived at the club. The valet opened the door for me and almost started drooling at the amount of leg I had to show getting out of the car. Trent took me by the hand and led me into the club and the ballroom. Thanks to my heels, I was almost up to his shoulder. I clutched his hand tight, terrified about seeing all these people. Trent led me over to the bar and handed me a soda. He got one for himself and led me over to a large group of people around our age. It turned out that they were the team and cheer squad from school. They really cleaned up well. We spoke for a few minutes and Candy winked at me and smiled at Trent. Trent suddenly turned when an older man tapped him on the shoulder.

"Trent, aren't you going to introduce me to your date?"

"Sorry Dad," Trent apologized. "Janie, this is my father Jason McKabe, Dad this is my date Janie Holcombe."

"Delighted to meet you Miss Holcombe," He said taking my hand and kissing my knuckles. 

"It's my pleasure Mr. McKabe."

"Call me Jason. Trent has told us so much about you, but he did not do your beauty justice."

"Thank you sir," I stammered blushing.

"Jason, dear, Jason, now come with me, you have to meet my wife and Trent's mother Heather."

He led me over to a woman standing in the middle of a large group of people talking animatedly. Trent followed at a close distance, ready to rescue me, I hoped. Jason tapped the woman on the shoulder and she turned to face us. The rest of the crowd vanished as if by magic. 

She was taller than I was, about five six, about forty five and in great shape. Her dark brown hair showed no sign of grey, but her eyes did, they were a dove grey and sparkled in the light form the dance floor. Her dress was an off white silk floor length evening gown cut off one shoulder. She had a pleasant oval face and a radiant smile.

"Heather darling," Jason said still holding my hand, "this is Janie Holcomb, Trent's date. Janie, this is my wife and soul mate Heather."

"Janie, it is so nice to meet the young lady that has captured my son's heart." She said grasping my hand and pulling me into a hug as Trent said, "Mom."

"It is my pleasure to meet you Mrs. McKabe; Trent has told me so much about you." This was a lie of course. He had not told me anything about them, but it seemed the polite thing to say.

"No my dear, it is our pleasure. It is nice to finally get to meet the lady that Trent has been talking nonstop about for the last week. Now, I was going to powder my nose, why don't you join me and we can get better acquainted." She led me by the hand to the ladies room, leaving an embarrassed Trent with his laughing father. As the door closed I thought I heard Jason say, "What did you expect? You have been talking about her all week, of course your mother..."

"Trent has told us all about you, but I want to hear it from you. How did you meet him?"

I launched into my prepared history and told about how we met in the parking lot and how Candy had looked after me.

"Well, my dear, you are by far the most beautiful girl Trent has gone out with, and the first to have reached him so deeply."

"What do you mean?"

"Just that my dear," she said. "Trent has had a series of dates, most of them almost as pretty as you are, but he has never talked about them as he does you. And he has never brought one to meet us before. Usually at one of these dinners, he just brings one of his friends, and he makes sure we know that it is just as friends. Tonight he asked his father to borrow the Porsche. He said he had to make a good impression on you."

I was stunned. I thought that Trent saw me as an easy mark and a piece of fluff, someone to use and toss away when he was done.

"He is even talking about the two of you coming to this year's Halloween party. Do you know what you will be wearing?"

"Um, we have not spoken about it in detail yet. Just some rough ideas." I temporized. 

"Well, you should really come in a couple's costume. You know, Bonnie & Clyde, Anthony and Cleopatra. You would make a lovely Cleopatra; you have the perfect figure for it."

I thanked her, finished touching up my makeup and we headed back to the party. Trent was standing with his father, staring at the washroom door and he visibly relaxed when we came out smiling. He came over and took my arm, leading me over to kids from school. Candy and the rest of the girls gushed over my dress and makeup. They all wanted to know how the grilling went, but I just smiled and said we talked.

Dinner was served and as Trent had done so well in the finals, we were placed at the same table up front as his parents. Jason had finished second in the over twenty five category. I was seated between Jason and Trent during dinner. I still have no idea to this day what was served. I was so nervous about eating that I only picked at it. Heather did the same, commenting on how hard it is to keep our figures when the men can eat anything they want.

After dinner and the required speeches, which were mercifully short, the awards were handed out. Trent got a small trophy and his father a slightly bigger one. Then the dancing started. The live band started with some slower tunes, as befitting the average age of the members in the hall. Before Trent could say anything Jason took my hand and led me to the dance floor over my protests.

"I don't know how to dance." I told him, which was true. I had never had need to learn, and I never had planned on doing it in four inch heels.

"Just follow me and you will be fine." He said as he took me into his arms. He held me a respectful distance and stepped backwards, pulling me with him. I had no choice but to follow him and he led me around the floor slowly. I quickly got into the rhythm and got used to being led around. Every so often I saw Trent dancing with someone else, and even though I was dancing with his father, I got this sharp pain.

"You are a very good dancer." Jason said looking down at me. I just smiled and tried not to trip over myself. "You know that Trent is really taken with you."

"Mrs. McKabe did mention something about that."

"Heather darling, call me Heather." She said as she swirled by in Trent's arms.

"Yes, Heather did mention something about him liking me."

"I would say that it is a lot stronger than that. You have really gotten under his skin. Actually, I am very glad that you have. I was becoming worried that he would never find someone who liked him for himself."

"To tell the truth, until I mentioned his name to my Aunt and cousin, I had not put him together with McKabe Enterprises."

"Good," Jason said smiling. "Trent did tell us how you met, and who Candy and you both shut him down when he tried his macho act. I am glad. It shows that you are not impressed with that type of guy and are more mature than most of the people he is exposed to on a regular basis."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that when you own a large company, you tend to have people toadying up to you and your children trying to curry favor. When you treated Trent like he was just a regular guy it shocked him and made him open his eyes. He started to notice how other people reacted to him and how you did. He saw the real you and he liked it. That is why he is so..."

"Alright, that is enough." Trent said stepping up to us and letting his mother go. "You have been monopolizing on my date long enough. Dance with your date and let me dance with mine."

"Just when we were getting good," Jason said with a sigh. "Thank you for the dance Mademoiselle."

"Thank you for the lesson, kind sir." I replied with a little curtsy and a smile.

"Oh, I just love this girl." Heather said beaming.

"Come on, let's get out of here, or they will start planning the wedding." Trent said, taking me into his arms and dancing me away. Jason and Heather laughed and started to dance together.

Trent held me as his father had, but this was so that he could talk to me.

"I am sorry. I didn't know they were going to be this bad."

"It's fine. I think they are sweet, they obviously love you very much." I told him smiling. "Am I really the first girl you have introduced to them?"

"Oh man, they did not tell you that." Trent reddened from his neck to his ears.

"Yes, your mom did and I am so proud that you wanted me to be the first." I put both my hands on his chest and buried my face between them. \he put his arms around me and held me close. This was the only way I could dance with him. At over six feet, I couldn't reach his neck so I just held on to his chest. His hands never left my shoulder blades. I felt safe and protected. Even when the band stated to play some more upbeat songs, we just swayed in the centre, lost in our own world. Finally someone bumped us and broke the spell.

"Hey you two break it up or get a room." Candy laughed at us, enjoying our blushes. I looked around and noted that most of the parents had left the dance floor, but enough were still in the ballroom to make sure the party did not get too out of control. The band had hit its stride and the pounding beat was getting to everyone. The girls were shaking their booties all over the place and the guys were eating it up. It was like something out of a music video. Candy grabbed my hand and pulled me away from Trent to the middle of the floor and started to shake like a video girl. When I tried to get away, the rest of the cheer squad hemmed me in and started to do the same thing. When in Rome, I thought to myself and I started to follow them.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 03



It was not all that different from cheer practice, in fact I now knew where Candy got those moves. Trent came up behind me and started dancing with me again. I ground my ass into his crotch and felt his passion for me. I turned to face him and shimmed even harder. He was eating it up, so was the rest of the team. They had all but stopped to watch me work Trent over.

Candy came up behind me and put her arms around my waist and pulled me back to her. I let my head fall back onto her shoulder and hissed through my teeth. I had no idea where that came from, but the more I danced the hotter I got. My body was no longer under my control. I was entranced by the beat and hypnotized by the rhythm. Candy's hands flowed over my body as if we were making love. She never touched my breasts or mound, but the movements were so intimate that I wanted to kiss her and was about to when she pulled away and went back to her partner.

Trent charged over to me and pulled me into a bone crushing hug, his lips seeking mine. I forgot all about Susan's rules and warnings and kissed him back with all the passion that had been building in me. I ground my crotch against his and felt his raging hard-on, he felt enormous, almost as big as Coach Withers. I wanted him then and there, but fortunately, the band shifted gears and another slow song started. Trent started revolving on the spot and I followed his lead. We were still in the same kiss, no tongues, no drooling, just a warm passionate closed lip kiss that seemed to go on forever. I broke away from his kiss and turned to the sounds of applause. The rest of the football team and cheer squad were clapping as they watched us. Trent grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the ballroom.

"I am sorry, I couldn't help myself." Trent apologized when we had reached the deck overlooking the eighteenth green. "I just had to kiss you."

"I am glad you did." I told him, stepping closer and lifting up my face to kiss him again.

"Not interrupting anything are we?" The question came from his father as both he and Trent's mom came out through the double doors.

"No, we were just cooling off and doing a little star gazing." Trent said as we stepped apart.

"Yes, the view is lovely from here," agreed Heather. "But Trent, it is almost midnight, and you have to take Janie home."

"Yes Mother." Trent replied dejectedly.

"It was so nice to meet you my dear," Jason said, kissing my knuckles again. 

"The pleasure was all mine." I assured them.

"We would love to have you over to dinner tomorrow night, you, your aunt and your cousin. Can you make it?" Heather asked.

"I will check with Aunt Karen and let you know." I temporized.

"Good Trent will call you tomorrow to set it all up." She gushed at me. "Now Trent, you take this sweet young lady home, and I mean directly home, no detours, you hear me?"

"Yes Mother," Trent repeated, pulling me by the hand and leading me back into the ballroom to get my things.

"Leaving so soon?" Candy asked as she saw us collecting our coats.

"Yes, he has to get Cinderella home before midnight you know." I said smiling at Trent who burst out laughing. Candy looked confused.

"Well, goodnight you two," she said hugging me and whispering in my ear, "call me in the morning." Hugging Trent she said, "Goodnight handsome, and she went back to the dance floor.

The drive home was pleasant, and I held his hand as often as I could, manual gear shift and all. In a way I was glad he had the Porsche tonight. It put a damper on any plans he may have had to try anything. Anyone trying to get physical in a Porsche would end up in traction.

He brought me home and pulled into the driveway at five minutes to twelve. He hopped out and opened my door for me. I like to think that he was being chivalrous, but I think the truth was he wanted to see more leg. He walked me to my door and stood on the second step while I stood on the porch, this way I could look straight into his eyes.

"I want to thank you for a wonderful night." I told him. "Your parents are really great; they obviously love you very much, enough to try to embarrass you in front of your date."

"I don't know why they have to be like that."

"They love you and want the best for you. They wanted to see if I would scare easily. But I'll tell you a secret, I don't." And I kissed him. My tongue darted into his mouth before he could do anything. My arms were locked around his neck and I could feel his hands at the small of my back. He made no move to go further down, but I did. I ground my mound against him again as I put my left hand on his right and pushed it down to my butt. I was acting like a brazen little slut, but I didn't care. Trent's hand squeezed my cheek and I moaned into his mouth.

Finally I came up for air and said goodnight. Giving him another peck on the lips I walked into the house, using the same hip action I used on Coach Withers. As I turned to close the door Trent was still standing there watching me, the bulge in his pants quite obvious. If we weren't on my front porch I would have dropped to my knees, crawled back and sucked him off right then and there.

Mom and Susan pounced on me the instant the door was closed.

"That was some goodnight kiss." Susan said grinning like the Cheshire cat. "I take it the night went well."

"We saw you put his hand on your ass, you trollop." Mom said, but the huge grin took the sting out of her words.

"Well, since you saw the show, there is nothing more I need to add. Goodnight" and I headed for the stairs. Actually, I was surprised they let me get two steps before they attacked me and dragged me into the kitchen, demanding every little detail.

I told them what I remembered about the club, the party, the dinner, mostly I sighed a lot about the dancing. Both Mom and Susan hung on every word.

"I knew you would have a good time," Mom told me when I paused. "Trent has a reputation of treating a girl well. And since Susan went over the dating rules, I knew you would be okay."

"How did you... Never mind," I said looking at the identical smiles they wore. "By the way, we have been invited for dinner tomorrow with the McKabes. Can we go?" I said it casually, like it was no big deal, but the thunderous silence that it met with stopped me.

"Who invited us," Susan asked.

"Heather and Jason McKabe. Trent will call in the morning to see if we can go and make the arrangements."

"Yes, we can go." Mom replied, with great calm, like this was a regular event.

"Good, goodnight." I left them in the kitchen and headed for my room. A quick shower and into my nightie and I was ready to call it a night. As I reached for the light switch, my cell phone vibrated indicating that I had a text message.

"Janie had a gr8t time hope u did 2. Want to do it again. Trent."

"Right now. TTYL. Janie."

I closed my phone and turned off the light, I was probably glowing brighter than the lamp anyway.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 04



Trent called the next morning at around ten. I told him that we would be able to make dinner and he said that we should show up around four, and to bring our swim suits. Jason planned a barbeque for us and it would just be the six of us. 

Candy called at noon, sounding dreadful. Apparently, after Trent and I left, someone brought out the alcohol and a bunch of them got toasted. Her only questions were about what Trent and I did after we left the party. She flatly refused to believe that he brought me straight home, since he did not turn back up at the club, they all figured that we went parking. I told her to go back to bed and we would talk at school. I think she passed out before she hung up.

At three thirty Mom called me down stairs and said it was time to leave. I came down in my one piece, loose shorts and top and sandals. Both Mom and Susan looked horrified at my clothes. Susan turned me around physically and dragged me back upstairs. 

"You can't go out looking like that. Pull you hair back into a pony tail and get that outfit off." She was rummaging in my closet; she pulled out the red bikini, a short white skirt and white blouse. 

"I can't wear that." I stated firmly.

"You can and you will," said my mother from the bedroom door. "You have a beautiful body and you need to show it off."

In seconds they had me naked and redressed. The bikini top barely covered my nipples and the thong showed off far too much of my butt. The skirt was no help, it stopped at the edge of my behind, if I bent over, I was going to put on a show for everyone. The blouse Susan tied at my midriff and then they handed me a pair of high heeled sandals. A quick trip to the bathroom to apply a light coat of makeup and we were out the door.

I was mortified at being at the McKabe's dressed like this, but they did not give me a chance to protest. We arrived at the house only a few minutes after four. It was a large house, complete with a large indoor pool. Trent opened the door for us, he was dressed in a tank top, loud board shorts and flip flops. He led us to through the house to the patio where his parents were waiting. 

"Well, how nice to see you," Jason said as he came over to shake hands, he wore a more subdued pair of shorts and a button up Hawaiian shirt. "I am Jason McKabe and this is my wife Heather." Jason stopped talking as Heather came over and hugged Mom.

"Karen, it is so good to see you again," Heather said as she kissed Mom on the cheek, she wore a white bikini and filled it out perfectly. "How long has it been?"

"Ten years at least, since the tenth reunion high school party, you look great."

"That is what you get for having a personal trainer every day."

"About the same as being one," Mom laughed.

"You mean that Karen Holcombe the aerobics instructor is YOU?"

"The one and only," Mom said proudly.

"I have seen your name at the gym, but I never put it together." Heather said.

"I take it you two know each other," Jason said smiling.

"This is Karen Egan from high school." Heather said.

"You mean that Karen?"

"Yes, this is the other half of the terrible twosome." Heather said grinning even wider.

"Mom?" Susan asked.

"This is Heather Winston; we went through most of our school years together." Mom said, "And I won't tell you the stories about our adventures."

"Judging from the 'terrible twosome', I can guess." Susan said smirking.

"Well, let's hit the pool." Jason said waving us forward. He led us over to the pool, complete with hot tub at the shallow end and a bar. "The changing rooms are over there," he pointed beside the bar, "Can I get you a drink?"

"I'll have what you are having." Mom told him, noting the tall drink on the table.

"Me too," Susan said.

"Janie, there is soda in the fridge, just help yourself." Jason said stepping behind the bar and starting the blender again.

Trent pulled off his tank top and dove into the pool in his board shorts. Mom and Susan peeled off their t-shirts and sat down in just their bikini tops and shorts to have their drink with Trent's parents. I had no choice; I slipped out of my sandals and unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to my feet. I unbuttoned the blouse and shrugged it off my shoulders. Placing both over a nearby chair I tried to walk quickly to the pool and hide, but it did not work. 

Trent was treading water staring at me open mouthed. I looked over at the table; Heather and Mom had stopped reminiscing as Heather said, "My God, she is gorgeous. I would kill for that figure." Mom just smiled encouragingly at me and waved to pool, Susan winked. I looked over at Jason and he seemed to have forgotten how mix drinks, he was just standing there with the blender spinning.

"Keep an eye on this lady Trent," Jason said. "If you don't treat her right, I just might steal her away from you. I already know that she is a wonderful dancer."

I blushed right down to my toes and stepped into the shallow end of the pool, walking down the wide steps. I could and did dive well, but I wasn't taking any chances with this bikini. I had already double knotted all the strings, but I was still worried.

For the next two hours, everyone was in and out of the pool. Trent and Jason started a splash fight and Mom and Heather challenged everyone to races. I won of course, I had better training. Finally, it was just me and Trent in the pool. The adults had decided that they had enough and went back to the bar. Jason led the ladies out onto the deck in the yard and started the grill.

Trent chased me around the pool and I finally let him catch me under the diving board. He pushed me back to the wall and tried to hold onto me, but the mechanics just did not work out. I had a better idea. 

"Hold on to the board." I told him. He did as I said and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He leaned forward to kiss me and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I loved the feel of his body against mine and I wanted more. I was tight to the wall and against his body, so I started to grind my hips against him. Our kisses became more intense as I worked my hips up and down his crotch. I could feel his throbbing staff against me and I wanted it inside me. 

His tongue chased mine around my mouth and licked my teeth. I thrust mine into his mouth and licked roof of his mouth. Our moans were getting louder; in fact I think we were getting rather out of control, when there was a knock on the window. We broke apart and looked over but everyone out there was looking out into the yard. Still we got the hint.

"Your Aunt, or my Mom," Trent asked as I let go of him and he dropped back into the water.

"I think your Dad." I said, swimming out into the middle of the pool.

"I am going to hit the hot tub, care to join me?"

"Love to, but I think we better sit on opposite sides, so they don't get suspicious." I told him.

We climbed over the low wall and sat in the swirling water. The temperature had to be well over a hundred. Trent set the timer for thirty minutes and sank up to his neck. I did the same across the way from him and our legs collided. He opened his legs and let mine stretch between his. We were both sideways to the glass wall and could see Mom and Heather talking animatedly and looking over at us often. Jason was working the grill and Susan was sipping a drink and talking to him.

I stretched my legs out and found that I could easily reach his groin with my feet. I slid my feet up his inner thighs and stroked his pole with the sole of my right foot; my left tickled his balls through his shorts. Trent looked over sharply at me and I smiled sweetly, the look of innocence as I stroked him beneath the water. A quick look outside to ensure that we were unobserved and Trent moved my feet off of him.

I pouted at him for stopping me, but he just winked and shifted in his seat. Then he reached for my feet and put them back into his lap. I felt my feet contact his bare flesh and realized that he had removed his shorts. Blowing him a kiss I resumed stroking him under water. My right foot wrapped around his shaft, the ball of my foot on the top side of his shaft pushing him down. My left foot was pressing against the underside, my big toe on one side and my next toe on the other, jerking him off. I had never done anything like this before, but it did not take me long to get a good rhythm going.

"What are doing to me?" He asked me through gritted teeth.

"Well, I left you unsatisfied last night; I could not do the same thing today. You might get the idea that I am nothing more than a tease." I slowed down my feet, letting him calm down and come back from the edge. I rubbed my right foot over the crown of his penis and he shuddered.

"Does that feel good?" I teased.

"Very," was all he said as he laid his head back.

"No, no." I said stopping my feet, "look at me, we have to talk."

"Now?"

"Yes, now. We don't want them to think we are up to something. If we look like we are talking, they will leave us alone. Now, what is this about a Halloween party?"

"Oh," he groaned as me feet started stroking him again. "Mom told you about that did she? Well, there is the dance at school the Friday night and the club party on Saturday. I thought maybe we could..."

"A little presumptuous are you? You have not even asked me if I wanted to go." My feet sped up again, my right pressing against the top and my left still split around his shaft, clutching him like fingers.

"I was going to ask you." He said twisting in his seat as I worked him over.

"But you didn't."

"Mom beat me to it. So would you like to go to the parties with me?"

"What would I wear?" I said staring off into space, stopping my feet and this time pulling them back to my side of the tub. Trent groaned.

"Janie," he whined, and I put my feet back, this time my left foot was at the top and my right rubbed the underside.

"Well, what would I wear?" I repeated.

"Friday I thought that we could go as the Joker and Harley."

"Do you really think you have the body to wear that Harlequin outfit?" I teased.

"Very funny," he said. "On Saturday, I really did not have any idea; I wanted to talk to you about it. The club party is usually more formal than school."

"I like the idea of Friday's outfit, but Saturday needs some thought. Let me get back to you." I felt his shaft start to twitch and I sped up again. I wanted him to cum, I wanted to swallow his cum and have him fuck me bow legged, but that would have to wait for now.

"Janie, I'm gonna..."

"Yes, baby, let it go. Cum on my feet," I encouraged him in a whisper.

Trent bucked against me and I felt the hot spray from his cock against my wet feet. It did not last long as the water swirled it away, but I felt him throb about six times and at least two jets hit my toes as the rubbed the crown of his penis. Finally he fell back against the side of the tub breathing heavily and I pulled my feet back to my side. Swishing my feet to clean the rest of his cum off I sat on the edge of the tub and swung into the pool. Swimming off I shuddered at the cold temperature but I wanted to give Trent a few minutes to collect himself.

I heard the tub shut off and a splash as Trent joined me in the pool. A few minutes later Jason called that dinner was ready and we moved to the stairs. As we climbed out Trent grabbed me and kissed me.

"Thanks, that was the best orgasm I have ever had, and the only foot job."

"I am glad you liked it."

Dinner was delicious, steak done to perfection, a light salad, wine for the adults, a soda for Trent and milk for me, Mom insisted. There was fresh bread and a delightful cake for desert. As the rest enjoyed coffee Trent asked me if I wanted to see the grounds. I stepped into my heels and we went into the back yard.

The grounds were beautiful, a rock garden, a pond and enough room to host a carnival. The rest of the five acres was left as woods. Trent explained that Jason had not fenced it in; he had merely hung private property signs every ten feet around the edge. He wanted to let the wild life be able to come and go in their natural habitat. The forest, the only word for it, was not dark and creepy, but well kept, but still after ten minutes we could not be seen from the house.

Trent pulled me into a hug and leaned against a tree. I stayed enveloped in his arms, my head on his chest just enjoying the feel of him. I slid my hands down to his waist and then to the front of his shots, he was hard again. I pushed his shorts down and grasped his member. He kicked his shorts off and spread his legs, letting me run my hands over his magnificent tool.

I kissed him on the lips and then started to work my way down his body. I licked his chest and sucked on both of his nipples. His hands worked the top of bikini up and started to massage my breasts. I continued lower and kept kissing and licking his hot flesh. Finally I ended up squatting between his legs, his staff right before my eyes.

This was the first time I had seen it and I loved it. It was not as big as Coach Withers, but had a wonderful shape. He was circumcised and the head stood out proudly on top of a shaft totaling seven inches long, I measured it later. It was nice and fat and I knew that it would fill me up in the most delightful way when I let him inside me.

I kissed the head and started to lick the length. I had played with his cock before, but this was the first time I had the chance to see it react to my touch. He was leaking pre-cum in a steady stream and I licked the rivulet that ran down the vein on the underside. He was not as sweet as I was, but not as bitter as Jim. I loved the taste and licked the length again. I wanted him completely coated in spit before I took him into my mouth.

My tongue drilled into the slit and I dug for his cream. My hands rubbed up and down and tickled his balls. Pushing his cock tight to his body I licked the length again but did not stop at the base. I continued to his balls and licked them as well. He was not very hairy and I took each ball into my mouth one at a time. My mouth was not big enough to take both at once, but I did try.

Trent was rocking his head from side to side as I worshiped the pillar before me. I used some of the techniques that I learned with Jim and Trent responded even better than he did. I kissed my way back up to the head and sucked it into my mouth, rolling my tongue around it. He shuddered above me and I pushed my head down, taking more of him inside. 

Saliva was running down my chin and landing on my chest as I worked to take him all the way. Thanks to my time with Jim I had learned how to deep throat, and Trent was smaller so I had less trouble. The head touched the back of my throat and I swallowed repeatedly. He shivered above me as he slid into my throat and my swallowing reflex massaged his crown.

My head bobbed up and down and he held on to it to keep himself upright. My cheeks sunk in as I sucked, his pre-cum adding fuel to the fire in my belly. I wanted him to cum in my mouth; I wanted him to fuck me until I passed out. For the first time since I started this lifestyle, I was accepting myself as a woman, and I was disappointed that I was not a real woman and could give him all of me.

Trent looked down at me and I looked back up at him with big innocent eyes. I am sure that apart from the cock in my mouth I looked like an angel. That was all it took, he started to cum. I pulled back until only the head was in my mouth; I wanted to taste his semen. He shot six large gobs into my mouth and I thought I would have to swallow before he finished, but he slowed down and I was able to milk the rest of his cum into my mouth.

I slid my mouth off his cock, sucking the rest of his cum with me and opened my lips to show him that I had not swallowed. Looking directly into his eyes, I made a big production out of swallowing his gift to me. Trent watched my gulp down his jism and then pulled me to my feet and kissed me. His tongue drove into my mouth and lapped up the residue of his cum. I was surprised that he was so willing to taste his own cum, but I stuck my tongue into his mouth to share what little I had left.

"That was incredible," he panted when we broke the kiss. "Now let me do you." He started to kneel down and before I could say anything Heather hollered that we needed to come back to the house.

"Don't worry about it baby." I told him picking up his shorts and wiping the drool off my chin and chest. "I loved doing it for you and you don't have to do anything for me."

"But that isn't fair." Trent said as he pulled his shorts back up. I pulled my bikini top back down and adjusted the cups. 

"Don't worry darling, you will have your chance, if you really want me?"

"Of course I really want you." We were walking back towards the house and could see the light from the windows, dusk was here and night would fall soon. "You don't think I would do all this with just anyone do you?" He asked.

"Well, I don't know," I temporized. "You football types have a reputation for using girls like Gatorade."

"I have never been like that; I hoped that you would know better." He sounded hurt. "I wanted to ask you to be my girlfriend, but if you think I am like that..."

That was as far as he got. I jumped up and wrapped myself around him again, kissing him deeply. We were right at the edge of the forest and our families could see us, but I did not care.

"Yes, yes, oh yes." I said between kisses. He held me in his arms and kissed me back. "I was worried that you might not want me to be your girlfriend, I mean you don't know me at all."

"I know you, I know all about you. I know you are smart, beautiful, sexy, and loving. I have seen you with my parents and not even they could phase you. I have seen you take on the challenges of a new school, new friends, joining the cheer squad, just be dropped into the snake pit we call the popular kids and you never batted an eye. You help and talk to everyone you meet. You make us popular kids rethink how we treat each other and the rest of the school. You are the best and bravest person I know."

By the time Trent finished talking I was so red from blushing, you could probably read from the light I was casting. We reached the bottom of the stairs to the patio and looked up to see our Moms looking at us.

"We thought you two had run off to get married or something." Heather said grinning.

"No, know these two are related to us, they would probably run off to a motel first." Mom said. Both of us ducked our heads and would not look at them or each other. Mom laughed and said, "Come on Janie, we need to get going. You and Susan have class tomorrow. Kiss your boyfriend goodnight and let's get going."

I looked up in shock and Mom winked at me. "With a kiss like that, you two had better be dating exclusively."

"Yes, Trent just asked me to be his girlfriend."

"I always knew that boy had good taste." Jason said as he came to the edge of the deck and smiled down fondly at us.

"Well, kiss him goodbye and let's get going." Susan hollered from the patio door.

I did not need another invitation; I stepped up on the stair and locked lips with my boyfriend. His arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me tenderly to him. Our mouths remained closed, but the passion and love was unmistakable. Reluctantly, I pushed away from him and climbed the stairs. Heather hugged me when I reached her and smiled brightly as she kissed both of my cheeks. Jason would not be put off, and pulled me into a gentle hug and kissed my forehead. 

"Good night dance partner. I expect another opportunity at the Halloween party at the club."

"Good night Jason, I am looking forward to it. If only I can think of a costume."

"Well you and Kelly and Susan put your heads together. I want all three of you to be stunning when you arrive."




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 04



"All three of us?"

"Yes, while you and Trent went for your walk, I invited Kelly and Susan as our guests to the club for the party." Heather said smiling.

"Great," I said. Mom grabbed my hand and pulled me out to the car.

The drive home was full of excited questions about what Trent and I had talked about in the forest. I said that we just walked and enjoyed the woods, we did not say much. I did not mention the little treat he gave me.

We got home and Mom sent me to my room to work on my homework. I had not had a chance all weekend and I was really behind. I dug in and since it was only about eight, I got a lot done before Mom came in at ten and said that we needed to talk. She began without preamble and dropped a bomb on me.

"Heather knows that you are my son Jamie."

"How," I gasped in shock.

"She knew you as a baby, she recognized you from the time you were a child. She guessed it was you and told me that you made a beautiful woman. She is not going to tell Trent."

"But what about Jason?"

"He knows too." Mom said quietly. "She told him in front of me when Susan was changing out of her suit. Actually, they are very grateful to you. They have known for some time that Trent is not interested in women. They thought he was gay, but now that he has you they think he might be bisexual. I did not want to tell you, but they thought you should be aware that they know and they are okay with it. But I would not tell Trent just yet, date him for a while before you tell him. If it does not work out, and you have told him, it could get around school."

I was in shock. I had no idea what to do. Before I could say anything my phone rang. The number was Trent's home and I picked it up thinking it was him.

"Hello."

"Hey dance partner," Jason's voice came from the speaker, "How about you and Trent come as Cinderella and Prince Charming. That will give you a beautiful ball gown to dance with me in."

"I...I'll think about it Jason. Can I call you back; I am just talking to Mom."

"No need, just a thought. Good night." The phone went dead in my hand.

"I think Jason will be fine with you as you are." Mom said smiling. "Now get some sleep."

I crawled into bed and lay awake for several hours thinking. If Heather and Jason were okay with a boy pretending to be a girl dating their son, then what will happen when I tell Trent? If he really is gay or bi-sexual will he still want me? If he is straight and I tell him, he will drop me like I have the plague. I fell asleep without any answers, my mind whirling.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 05



I woke up Monday morning in time for swim class and dressed in my uniform before leaving for school. I was feeling more confident now and was ready to change into my suit with the rest of the girls. The only difference was the go-go boots that I wore, I packed my school shoes. The white boots showed off my legs to great extent. The three inch heels were chunky and a little hard to drive in, but I got the hang of it pretty quick. The whistles I got as I crossed the senior parking lot proved that I had made the right choice in the boots. My skirt was a little higher on my legs than normal, but with the boots, I thought I looked good. Trent pulled in to the lot and stopped in front of me, blocking my progress. 

"Hey sexy, going my way?" 

"Sorry mister, but mommy taught me not to accept rides from strangers." I giggled. I leaned down and kissed him on the lips.

"But I've got a nice piece of candy."

"You don't need Candy, you have me." I scowled at him and walked away, working my hips, the boots adding to the allure. I heard a horn going off and thought a car alarm had been set off. Turning I saw Trent banging his head on his steering wheel. Smiling I made my way in to the school.

Swim practice was the usual work out and I felt better than I had in a while when I finished. The girls questioned me about after the party when Trent took me home. I told the truth, I kissed him goodnight on the porch with my Aunt and cousin watching. Candy just would not let it go. She was convinced that we went somewhere and got it on. I simply let her talk and then raised my nose in the air like I was too good for her, saying that what I did with my boyfriend was none of her business. The silence in the locker room was thunderous.

"What do you mean "Boyfriend"?" Chelsea asked suspiciously.

"Just what I said," I told her confidently.

"You mean that you landed the uncatchable Trent McKabe." Candy said shocked.

"Well, he is my boyfriend, so I guess he is not uncatchable." The rest of the day was spent answering questions about my relationship with Trent. No one could believe that we were dating. I solved that problem by walking into the cafeteria, sitting on his lap and kissing him.

The next few days at school were hectic. We had our first football game coming up and we had to get the squad ready. Coach Jacobs worked us like never before. New routines were perfected and polished. Grades were checked to make sure that everyone was eligible to cheer and play. Jason and Heather had even hired a tutor for Trent and they insisted that I study with him at their house. That way, they said, Trent would come home and study.

I was up to date on my homework before Trent and while he was studying with the tutor I surfed the net on his computer. I was looking for ideas about Halloween and couples costumes in the stores. I found the Joker and Harley costumes for the school dance. They were a little pricey, but Trent said that he would handle it; I told him that I would pay for my own. His was a purple jacket and black shirt and pants. Mostly for him it was the makeup that made the costume. For me it was a skintight suit in black and red with white makeup.

We looked at the Cinderella and Prince Charming costumes, but we could not find one for him that we liked. I saw another section of the website and clicked on it, finding the best solution. There was a couple's costume of the Phantom of the Opera and Christine his love.

It was perfect; Trent would look so cool in a tux and cape. The choices for me were almost endless. She wore so many beautiful outfits in the play and the movies I had a hard time. I told Trent what we were wearing and that he should order the tux, cape and mask. I would handle my end with my Aunt.

I rushed home and told Mom and Susan about the costumes. They were thrilled with the idea and we quickly searched the net and narrowed it down to two choices. The first was the one from the movie where she sings for the first time after the diva walks out. The dress was white, off the shoulder, a slight v neck, floor length. It could almost pass as a wedding dress. The bodice was tight and well fitted, flaring into a skirt with what looked like thousands of layers of petticoats and crinoline. The skirt was embroidered with stars at the hem.

The other choice was when the Phantom took her from her dressing room. That outfit was much simpler. A white corset, white house coat with ruffles at the collar, white skirt, thigh high stockings rolled down to the knee and high heeled slippers.

We discussed it endlessly. I finally decided to go with the dressing room outfit. The other was too much like a wedding dress or a formal outfit. We planned a shopping trip for Saturday morning. We had to go to the mall anyway and Mom said that they would get their costumes at the same time. Mom was going as Mae West and Susan was going as Veronica Lake. 

Friday rolled around and we had the first football game of the season. All was going fine until the second last play of the game. At third and goal at the other team's three yard line, Trent took the handoff and dove over the pile into the end zone. Unfortunately, someone stomped on his hand and dislocated the two middle fingers of his left hand. They led him off the field and Candy had to hold me back from rushing to his side.

I came up behind the bench just as the trainer popped both fingers back into place, the sound nearly made me hurl. The trainer tapped him up and said that he needed to go to the hospital for x-rays. 

"I'll call my father to pick me up. I can't drive my car like this."

"I'll take you." I said quickly.

"You can't drive my car. It is a five speed stick."

"Piece of cake," I replied. "My old beetle is four on the floor. I'll get my stuff and meet you at your car." I walked with him to the locker room. I went into the girls and grabbed my gym bag and my purse. All I had brought was a change of clothes for the after party. 

I was waiting at his Mustang when Trent came out. He was still in his in his football uniform, his jacket over his shoulders. 

"Are you sure, I can just call Dad."

"Give me the keys. I have already called Aunt Carol to pick up my car. I assume you don't want to leave yours here overnight."

"Fine," he grumbled and handed over the keys. I got him settled in the passenger seat and climbed in myself. I had to pull the seat all the way forward just to reach the pedals. The engine started with a roar. I had never driven anything so powerful before and I had to be careful not to scare Trent or myself.

Four hours, three x-rays, two tongue depressors and a roll of adhesive tape and we were on the way home. It was almost three in the morning when we got to his house. Jason and Heather were waiting up for us in their bath robes. 

"Are you all right Trent?" Heather asked.

"Just fine Mom." Trent said, raising his hand to show the tape and splints. "They taped me up and sent me home."

"We spoke to Karen," Jason said, looking at me. "Thanks for taking care of Trent. We would have been there, but the charity committee meeting went long. We were supposed to be done by seven, but Mrs. De Haven through a hissy fit about the colours planned for the next gala. It took us till after midnight to calm her down. Karen and Susan picked up your car and took it home. You can spend the night here and we will take you home in the morning."

"I don't want to impose." I said, "I will just call a cab or walk or take the bus home."

"Nonsense," Heather said emphatically. "You will stay here. Now unfortunately, the only space we have is in Trent's bed, so you will have to sleep with him." I stood there stunned. "Just kidding, we have a guest room ready for you. Trent, go and clean up and get to bed. I will make sure that Janie gets to bed."

"Actually, I was planning to..." Jason said smiling.

"You will help Trent." Heather said glowering at Jason. "I will put Janie to bed. Now scoot." She took my arm and led me down the hall to the right. The second door opened to show a large bedroom and en-suite bath. The bed was king size with a canopy. The room was done in dusty rose and the drapes and comforter matched. "Go and clean up and I will find you something to wear to bed."

I went into the en-suite and washed my face getting all the makeup off. I came out and found Heather sitting on my bed. She had a white t-shirt sitting on the bed for me. 

"I got you one of Trent's shirts to sleep in. I didn't think you would mind, and I know he won't. Now come and get ready for bed and we can talk. I want to see you." 

I was a little nervous, but I had changed in the girl's locker room and made it through that, so this would not be much different. I pulled my sweater over my head and undid my sports bra. I didn't need it, but the sweater tickled my nipples, and I could not focus when they were that hard. I kicked off my shoes and undid my sweater, pushing it, my cheer panties and my thong all down together. They made us wear the white panties under our skirts, and I preferred the thong so I wore both. I sat on the bed and pulled my socks off; Heather motioned for me to lie back on the bed. She spread my legs and looked at my fake vagina. 

"Karen was right. It is very realistic, but it could never pass during sex. I understand that it even has a hymen. Are you going to give it to Trent? You can always replace it later."

I was stunned. I knew that Mom and Heather had talked, but I did not know that it was to such an extent.

"Don't forget, your mother and I discussed this on Sunday. I know all about you. I just wanted to see for myself. I want you to know that both Jason and I have no intention of telling Trent anything. We welcome you as you are; you are very good for him. Just let us know before you plan to tell him, so we can be ready when he gets home. Now get some sleep, Trent's room is upstairs on the left, ours is across the hall, so I wouldn't go sneaking through the halls tonight." She gave me cheesy smile. She got off the bed and left me alone in the room. I pulled the shirt off the bed and smelled it. No smell of Trent, too bad. I climbed into the bed and passed out.

I woke the next morning to the birds singing and the sun shining. The bedside clock said just after nine and I scrambled out of bed. Mom and Susan wanted to go shopping for costumes today. I dressed in my uniform, it was all I had that was acceptable and went out to the kitchen. Jason and Heather were there in their robes and Trent was sitting at the table in a tank top and shorts eating cereal.

"Good morning," Heather said with a smile. "I called Karen when we heard you up and around, so she will be here in about half an hour. Would you care for some breakfast?"

"No thank you, just juice and tea please."

"As you wish," Jason said with a bow. He poured me a glass of orange juice and put the kettle on. We made small talk till my ride showed up, mostly about the upcoming parties. When mom showed up Jason insisted that they join us for coffee. He even made French toast for everyone. We left right after breakfast. Mom and Susan looked at Trent's hand and wished him well. As we left, he walked us out and he pulled me aside.

"Would you like to catch a movie tonight? There is a good double feature on at the drive in." I know, a drive in, how cliché, but looking into his eyes, I could not say no. "I'll pick you up at..."

"How are you going to drive with your hand like that? I'll pick you up at six and we can get something to eat beforehand." I told him, kissing him quickly before jumping into the back seat.

We hit the mall and mom led us directly to Victoria Secrets. Candy was working and she greeted me with a hug. She was full of questions about Trent and was shocked when I told her I spent the night at his place. Mom led us over to the corsets. We could not find what we wanted there and bid goodbye to Candy and headed out of the mall. Mom drove us to a different section of town and found a parking spot right in front of Fredrick's of Hollywood. I was shocked when they both got out and walked straight in.

I followed them in and was surprised at the selection. It was nothing like the seedy slutty lingerie I had imagined, but there were enough strippers' outfits to make sure that any girl in that profession would find what they wanted. 

Mom picked out a white corset and thick stockings for me and a black push up corset for her. Susan left us and said that she would be back shortly. My corset fit like a glove and with that and the stockings all I needed was the robe and shoes. Susan found a white silk robe with a ruffled collar. The shoes were high heel slippers with white feathers on the toes.

Susan led me over to the wigs while Mom worked on her outfit. The sales girl helped me pick out a long brunette wig with curls everywhere. I had not planned on a wig, but Susan said that Christine was a brunette, not a blond. I was shocked at the cost of the wig, but Susan said that quality cost. Mom whistled and we turned to look at her.

She was in a black corset, laced way too tight, it pusher her cleavage up and out. She had a long dark skirt and a feather boa. She looked perfect. She even had the swagger and the accent down pat. She was sure to win the best costume prize. We paid for everything and went home. I had a date to get ready for. 

Around four Susan pulled me into her bedroom and handed me a black plastic bag.

"What is this?" I asked her looking in the bag. 

"It is a dildo for you practice with and a butt plug to keep you open." Susan said confidently. "I know that you and Trent are going to have sex. It has been a while for you since the Coach had a chance with you and you must be getting itchy by now, I would be. This will help you train your butt to take Trent with less pain and pressure. Also make sure you give yourself an enema before your date. Take some lube too, just in case."

I stood there with my mouth hanging open looking into the bag. The plug was larger than I thought it would be, but smaller than Jim's dick, so I knew that practice with it would allow me to take Trent, but still keep me tight. The dildo was about the same size as Jim, so I knew that I would be able to take care of myself anytime. It even vibrated. I just could not believe that Susan would be so casual about it.

I got ready for my movie with Trent. I followed Susan's advice and had an enema and then inserted the plug. It felt a little funny walking around at first, but I got used quickly. I put on a blue chiffon double layered shirred skirt over my black thong. I wore a flower white lace tee on top without a bra. You could see my nipples through the top, so I put on two clear spot band aids over them, to tone matched my flesh and they hid my nipples perfectly. My white boots and a white hair band to hold my hair back completed my outfit. I took a medium size white purse, loaded it with the essentials, extra panties, lube, condoms, lipstick, money, license, extra clear spots and cell phone.

It was coming up on five thirty when I went downstairs to show my look to Mom and Susan. The both whistled and clapped as I turned in the kitchen. 

"You look great," Mom said. "I have not seen that top before."

"Candy and I did a little shopping last week. I thought this would be a good time to try it."

"Don't worry, you are so hot." Susan said. "Now get going, you are going to be late. I will walk you out."

As we left the kitchen, she started. "I don't know what you have planned, but first relax your ass. You look like you are walking with a pickle up there."

"It feels like I am."

"Just relax. Your body will adjust. Now take these." She handed me a small bag and a couple of tampons.

"What are these for?"

"The bag is for the butt plug you are wearing. You will want something to put it in before you put it in your purse. The tampons are for after you too are finished. That will keep you from leaking out all over your skirt and on the car seats."

I drove over to Trent's; picked him up in his car and we went for dinner. The looks we got as I drove up in his car were priceless. The guys were in awe that I was able and allowed to drive it. The girls thought it was sweet that I was taking care of my boyfriend like that. It seemed like everyone was there for dinner and the going to the drive in. It was just a burger joint, but I was able to get a salad. 

"Janie, how did you figure out how to drive that car?" Stu asked leering at me.

"Well, the gearing ratio was a little high, but once I re-tuned it and add a new compression seal, it runs like a dream." I left him standing there with his mouth hanging open.

"Where did you learn about things like that?" Trent asked.

"I have taken my car's engine apart more than once. I am not just another pretty face you know." 

"I figured that out already, and how did you know I just got a new compression seal installed."

"You left the bill in between the seats."

We ate with the rest of the crowd before heading off to the drive in. I parked us in the last row, near the snack bar. There were not a lot of spaces left back there, all the kids wanted them, for the same reason I did. Trent was not happy sitting in the passenger seat, but I promised him that I would make it up to him. He helped me hook up the speaker wire to the antenna, and run the sound through his speakers. I went with him to the snack bar and we got movie munchies. We left everything in the car and wandered around before it got dark enough to start the movie. Chelsea grabbed me on the way by to check out my outfit. 

"I love that top, but how is it that you are not showing anything, I mean I can see that you are not wearing a bra, but you aren't flashing your tits to the world."

I smiled and pulled the band aids from my purse and handed her one. They would do nothing for her black skin, but they matched mine perfectly. 

"Clever, very clever," she said smiling and walking away.

We headed back to the car about ten minutes early for the first movie. I had Trent sit in the passenger seat again and I climbed onto his lap. My skirt was tucked beneath me and I was small enough that we had plenty of room to get comfortable. Trent reclined the seat and we snuggled up and watched the movie. The cars around us, full of our friends fogged up very quickly and several were giving their shocks a work out, but I wanted to tease Trent a little before I gave in to him that night. There was still the matter of my fake vagina. I lowered the window a little and we started kissing about half way through the first feature. His good hand was working over my breasts pretty well, and I was grinding into his lap, feeling his cock between my cheeks.

"Trent, there is something I want to discuss with you before we go any further." I said, breaking the kiss.

"Now," he questioned, panting slightly with desire.

"Yes, now. I want you to know that I am a virgin and intend to stay that way for a while yet."

"But you said that you are not a tease."

"I'm not." I said emphatically. "I took care of you in the hot tub and the woods didn't I? I just don't want first time to be in a car or some sleazy motel. I want it to be with someone I love."

"So sex is out of the question."

"No, just my pussy is out of bounds. There are still two other holes you can use." I said as I wiggled my butt on his lap. 

"You mean I can..."

"Yes baby, you can fuck my ass, but not just yet. The first movie is almost over. Go the snack bar and get another soda for us while I visit the ladies room and then we'll see during the second movie." I kissed him, driving my tongue into his mouth and rubbing my breasts against him.

I slipped out of the car and into the ladies room before anyone else made it out of their cars. In the stall I took out the plug and applied more lube to my pussy, I had started thinking about my butt as my pussy, since it was the only hole I had to give him. Trent was waiting for me when I got back and we still had a minute or two before everyone else came out so I undid his pants and pushed them to his knees. He sat down on the passenger seat.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 05



His cock was standing free and throbbing and I could not resist licking him from root to crown. He shuddered, I put a condom on him and I took the bottle of lube from my bag and drizzled it over the head. I climbed in and pulled the back of my skirt up, my thong to one side and sat down on his pole. Trent assisted me as much as he could, holding my butt until I was set, but I had no trouble taking him all the way on the first stroke.

"How can you take me so easily?" He panted.

"I've had a butt plug in since before I picked you up. I just took it out and added more lube. Now sit still, here come the rest of the gang." I pulled my skirt down and it hid the fact that his pants were at his knees, his pole deep in ass and my rectum massaging his strong sword.

"What are the two of you doing?" Candy asked, sticking her head in the window, looking disappointed that she had not caught us doing anything.

"Just waiting for the movie to start," I said smiling.

"That true Trent," She teased.

"You don't see us doing anything weird now do you."

"No, and I notice that the windows are clear and everything. Janie you disappoint me."

"I am just enjoying the night with my man and making sure that he takes it easy with that injured hand." I picked up the soda and held it for him to drink out of.

"Right," Candy said sarcastically and she wandered off.

The second feature started and I started working on Trent. I never moved my body, but my butt muscles rippled up and down his shaft. Since I was sitting sideways on his lap, we could kiss and cuddle. His hand was working my breasts under my shirt and he flicked the first band aid off. It pulled a little and the pain shot straight through me. I hissed into his mouth.

"Did I hurt you," he asked cautiously.

"Yes, I loved it. Do it again."

He pulled the other band aid off and this time he pulled my nipple with it. I moaned into his mouth and started to wiggle my hips and grind on his shaft. He went from one to the other and kept on twisting and pulling my nipples in time with my movements. Finally I had enough and pushed his hands away.

Twisting in his lap I through my left leg over his head and sat facing him. The friction of his cock twisting in my ass made me want to howl with delight. Trent just clenched his teeth and through his head back. Facing him it was easier to kiss him. His hands went straight to my nipples again. I took his left hand and put it under my ass. The splint and the tape were too rough for my skin. He grabbed my cheek as best as he could and lifted me up and down. 

It took some work, I am glad that I am small, but I got my knees under me on the seat and I started to ride him. The windows were completely covered in fog and I knew that we were invisible to anyone outside, besides the squeaks coming from outside were not from our car so it was doubtful that anyone was watching us.

"Oh God you feel so good inside me."

"You are so tight; I love it up your ass. I never want to leave."

"You don't have to baby, we can stay like this forever, as long as you are inside me I don't care."

I pulled up my shirt and pulled his face to my breasts. He latched onto my nipple as though he expected it to give milk. I held his head to me as I rode him harder.

"I am gonna cum Trent." I panted

"Me too baby." Trent grabbed my hips as he started to cum and drove his pole all the way in. I through back my head and screamed out in delight as I came. 

"Let it go Trent." I hollered as I felt his dick pulsate inside the condom inside my ass. That was all I needed. The sensation of being filled up took me over the top again. My clit exploded and my cream leaked out into my thong and down over his groin.

We stopped moving, both of breathless and sweating. I held on to his shoulders trying to get the car to stop spinning. I had never had two such powerful orgasms so close together before and they left me light headed. Trent was still kissing my nipples as my chest heaved in his face. I pulled him up and kissed his lips.

"You are the best." He whispered to me.

"No, you just bring it out in me cause you are the best." I kissed him softly. I could still feel the odd twitch of his penis in my butt and I liked it. "Let my clean you up."

I slid off him and kneeled down on the floor between his legs. His pants had come completely off in our excitement and I had plenty of room. I pulled the condom off, taking care not to spill anything and licked his cock. He was covered in cum and I lapped it up. The lube on the inside of the condom was not the greatest, but his flavor came through so I was okay. He moaned as I licked his shaft and sucked the crown to get the last of the cum off of him. I could see mine in his pubic hair and I sucked that up too.

Looking up at him I saw the lust still in his eyes, but I was a little sore and he was not at full staff yet, so I decided to test the theory that mom had mentioned. I wanted to see if he was gay or bi. I took the condom and poured the contents into my mouth. I showed him my tongue and came up to him. I kissed him with my mouth full of his come. Trent did not push me away, but he was obviously surprised. I pushed my cum covered tongue into his mouth and he licked it. I pushed some cum into his mouth and he swallowed and pushed the rest back. We snowballed cum until he swallowed all of it.

I still had a grip on his cock and he was stiffening nicely. I broke the kiss and went down on him. I sucked him softly and slowly. I wanted this to last. I knew that he would not cum soon. My tongue swirled around the head and my fingers played with his balls. Trent just held on to the door and the seat to keep from grabbing my head and driving deep into my throat. I could tell that he wanted to by the way his hips started to fuck. I bobbed my head up and down in time to his movements, taking a little more into my mouth each time. I took my hand from his balls reached into my bag. The lube was right where I left it and I coated my finger. I worked my finger between his cheeks when he was in the air and extended my finger into his ass when he came down. The moan he made proved that he liked it. 

"Oh Janie, what are you doing to me?"

I just looked up innocently at him, took his cock all the way into my throat and started to swallow. The feeling of my throat massaging his head might have brought him off, but I made sure by inserting a second finger and rubbing his prostate.

Trent yelled and exploded into my throat, his cum shot straight down to my stomach. I pulled back slightly and rubbed the underside of his crown with the flat of my tongue. My fingers kept rubbing his prostate and he kept shooting cum into my mouth. I stopped swallowing when I felt him slow down.

Pulling my mouth off him I suctioned as much cum from him as I could and then climbed up his body and kissed him. Pushing his cum into his mouth a second time he growled and swallowed it all. I rolled off him and sat in the driver's seat.

"You better get yourself together, the movie is ending and we have to get out of here." I left him in the car and went to the ladies room and fixed my makeup. I applied new band aids for the trip home; I did not want to flash his parents when we got there.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 06



Sorry for the delay in continuing this story, but the chaos that two sets of twins can create has to be seen to be believed. I can't believe that it has been ten years since my last update, but now that the girls are in full time school I can continue.

The next several weeks until the Halloween party were very busy. I drove Trent to and from school each day in my car. His hand healed slowly and he was off the football team until it did. Fortunately, it was only another week before he could drive himself around again and insisted on being behind the wheel, a guy thing I guess.

He made it back onto the field just before the Halloween parties and we won that game. I was getting used to being the cheerleader at the top of the pyramid and being tossed about like a rag doll. Mom and Susan never missed a game and after Trent was hurt neither did his parents.

I was becoming more comfortable with school, my boyfriend and my new friends, but I did not let it get in the way of my classes. I was quite good at computer programming and took all the advance classes I could get into. The other kids in those classes looked down their noses at me, a cheerleader slumming, until they saw some of my skills, then it was like I was one of the crowd. I tried to keep in casual, but as Mom has often told me I could make friends at a funeral. Soon, I was seen talking to the computer geeks in the halls. Talk about a scandal.

Candy tried to warn me about my reputation, but I had taken Trent's words to heart and would not do anything to hurt their feelings. The rest of the cheerleaders looked at me like I was from another planet, but I just kept on being myself, or at least the self that I was now.

When the Halloween dance for school rolled around Trent took me to pick up our costumes. The joker costume for him was easy, a purple pinstripe suit, grey silk shirt, bow tie and white and red make up. My costume was a little more reveling. The black and red harlequin suit I was measured for was skin tight and very form fitting, I could not wear anything under it. Trent paid for everything and did not tell me what he had planned. If I had known upfront, I would have killed him.

I went home and told Trent to pick me up at six and started to get ready. I took a shower and opened the box. The costume was latex. I had never thought about the material before, I thought it would just be polyester or something like that. I called Mom and Susan and showed them the costume. Both just whistled and said that I would look hot. I told them that I had no idea how to get the damn thing on.

"No problem, we will help," Susan said still giggling. She pulled out a bottle of baby powder and proceeded to cover me in it. Then with the help of Mom and Susan, I was pulled, pushed, squeezed and compressed into the suit. The final look was good, but I was not sure that it was worth the effort getting in to it. One thing was certain; Trent was not getting any tonight. 

Susan helped me with my makeup, with the help of the internet. I wanted to look as much like Harley from the cartoons as possible, but without being ridiculous. With the hood up hiding my hair and the mask and white makeup I looked exactly like her. The boots had proper soles on them, so at least I would not slide around the gym like I was in the house before I put them on. The latex was hot but I was starting to like the fit and feel of it. 

I walked into Mom's room and stood before her full length mirror and was amazed at how hot I did look. You could see every crease and bump on my body. My nipples hardened at the sight of me and I was delighted to see that I could tell they were hard through my suit. The crease from my fake pussy was clearly visible and I saw that I had a camel toe. Trent was going to cum in his pants when he saw me.

The doorbell rang and I checked with Susan before going down stairs. She had inflated my large hammer to complete the outfit and I through it over my shoulder as I came down stairs. Trent was looking good as the Joker. He had the makeup just right, he had taken his look from the classic movie with Jack Nicholson. We both knew that Harley was not in that one, but it still looked better than the cartoon one on him.

"You look fabulous." Trent said by way of a greeting.

"You are dead meat mister." I replied. "Why didn't you tell me this thing was made of latex?"

"I thought you knew. Why do you think they took such careful measurements when we ordered it? By the way, you get to keep that outfit. It is custom made for you."

I froze in shock. 

"How much was it?"

"Don't ask, won't tell." He smiled. "Now let's go, we are going to be late for the party."

"By guys, be home by midnight." Mom called as we left. As I walked out the door, I hit him on the head with my hammer and it squeaked.

"What was that for?" He demanded.

"Just wanted to get the first shot in, I am only the sidekick tonight remember."

"You are never just a sidekick to me." Trent always knew the right thing to say.

The dance was in full swing when we got there. The rest of the cheer squad was already working the floor in their costumes. Candy was dressed as a saloon girl, corset, garters, feather boa, the works. Chelsea was a ballerina and Heather was sexy clown. The guys on the team were dressed as the usual, cowboy, astronaut, superhero. Candy rushed over to see me.

"Wow, you look hot. That is a great costume."

"You too, I love the corset." I told her.

"Come on, let's dance and wind up the guys."

She dragged me out to the floor and we started to get our groove on. The upbeat music was perfect to shake our asses to and we really went to town. The bumping and grinding was getting out of hand when a large guy in a toga stepped over to us.

"Let's keep it clean ladies." Coach Whithers told us.

"Love your outfit." I hollered over the music. "Who are you supposed to be?"

"I am Zeus, father of the gods, so if you don't want a thunderbolt up your... you will tone it down a little."

"Let them have fun my husband, it is a night for mortals to enjoy themselves. The morrow will bring enough toil to teach them not to disobey the gods." Coach Jacobs said, stepping up beside him in a similar toga.

"If he is your husband, then you must be Hera." I said laughing.

"Yes, but only for tonight. The rest of the time I am an evil witch." She said smiling.

We went back to dancing, but a little more sedate in our moves. When the DJ slowed things down, I found myself wrapped in Trent's arms. He held me so close that I could feel his hardness pressing against my stomach. I brought one hand down between us and stroked him, smiling innocently up at him I rubbed his growing hard on.

"You are driving me crazy." Trent whispered to me.

"How am I doing that?"

"The way you look and the fact that you are rubbing my cock."

"Well, this is as close you are going to get to getting laid tonight." I told him. He looked so crestfallen that I had to giggle. "Well, it is your own fault; you picked out this latex nightmare. There is no way I could get out of it to fuck you."

"I thought of that, there is a small zipper in the crotch for easy access. I want to be able to play with my harlequin for a long time to come."

"You are still not getting any tonight." I said laughing at him. "Remember what I told you at the drive in. No pussy for you and I am not prepared to give you my ass tonight."

"This is nice though."

"Yes, but I still want to get you off. I will blow you before you take me home."

"I love you." He said as he kissed me. I was shocked, I had not expected him to say it first, let alone so soon after we started dating.

"I love you too." I said him, my eyes glistening with unshed tears.

The dance continued till ten o'clock and then the school kicked us out. I was shocked to see Candy walking out with Kevin, one of the so called computer nerds from my advanced programming class. I ran over to her and grabbed her hand.

"You guys coming to Chubby's?"

"Yeah, Kevin and I are going for a bite before I take him home."

Trent drove us to Chubby's, the local burger joint and hang out for high-school seniors. As soon as we arrived I grabbed Candy's hand and dragged her into the ladies room, I had to wash the makeup off before I could eat. Trent headed for the men's room to wash his own makeup off; Kevin held a table for us, he was dressed as the perfect nerd, big glasses, long sleeve plaid shirt buttoned to the neck, pocket protector, pants to high on his waist, white socks and brown shoes, he had even stuck on some red dots for acne. Kevin was really about five ten, in good shape and dressed will, but was a total brain.

"How did you and Kevin hook up?" I demanded as soon as the door closed.

"Well, after you started talking to the nerds and showing us how cruel we were being to them I started talking to them as well, and I heard Kevin explaining a problem from math class to someone and I asked him to explain it to me. The next thing I knew I was finally getting the right answers from my homework and Kevin was tutoring me. Then I asked him to the dance. He said yes, once he got over the shock of a Cheerleader asking him. He is a good dancer and a really nice guy. I really like him. He is not like the guys I have been out with before. He listens when I talk and holds doors for me. My Mom really liked him when he came to my place before the dance. He doesn't drive so I said that I would." She was positively glowing with delight.

We rejoined the guys at the table and had burgers and fries, shakes and sodas. It was so nice to see Candy and Kevin getting along so well. They were sitting close and constantly touching. It was obvious that they were just starting to see the real person behind the high school facade. They talked about the dance the next night at the club and Candy insisted that Kevin go with her.

It was eleven thirty when I nudged Trent and looked at my watch. He got the hint and he excused us and led me to the car. He started the engine and drove me home. On the way I reached into his pants and pulled his cock out into the dark night, bent over and sucked him into my mouth.

"Are you trying to get us killed?" Trent asked. "You could at least wait until I stopped the car."

"I couldn't wait anymore." I said, licking the head. I felt the car pull over and Trent placed both hands on my head. He started to move me up and down. Luckily I had had plenty of practice over the last few weeks so I could deep throat him. I could taste his pre-cum and felt it sliding down my throat. I knew that he would not last long.

I bobbed up and down on his shaft. I used my hand to tickle his balls, it was difficult to get them out of his pants, but my hands were small enough to get inside his pants. I could hear Trent moaning above me as I worked his dick over with my tongue. I dug the tip into his slit and he jerked and shoved his cock deep into my mouth. I tried something new when he was all the way into my mouth. As my nose was buried in his pubic hair I stuck out my tongue and licked his balls.

That was all it took. Trent screamed and shot his load. I had to work quickly to keep up with the semen jetting into me. After the first shot, I just relaxed my throat and let him fire his cum directly into my stomach. Trent relaxed his body and dropped back into the seat after he had shot about five ropes of cum into me. I kept on sucking to get the last of his seed from his balls. Finally he pushed me off his cock, groaning as I vacuumed him clean as I rose from his lap.

I kissed him again with his cum in my mouth and he did not fight me about the taste this time. He dug into my mouth with his tongue seeking his own essence. We frenched for several minutes as I massaged his cock, he was stroking my nipples through my latex suit, but I would not let him go below my waist. I knew about the zipper, but he was not getting in there tonight. I felt him starting to harden and I broke the kiss and tucked him back into his pants before he got fully hard.

"Take me home baby. Aunt Karen will be wondering where I am. It is almost midnight."

Reluctantly, Trent put the car back in gear and drove me the rest of the way home. When he pulled into the drive I gave him another kiss and jumped out of the car. I wiggled my ass at him and walked into the house. I waved from the open door as he drove away then locking the door, I tore upstairs and straight into the bathroom. Mom and Susan were right behind me worried that I was hurt. They both stopped and smiled as I unzipped the crotch of my suit, sat down and peed with a huge sigh of relief.

"I didn't know that suit had a crotch zipper." Susan said.

"Neither did I till Trent told me at the dance. I have not had a chance to go since I left here." I said, groaning in relief. "Anybody got a smoke?" 

They both laughed and left me to clean up. I stripped off my suit, no easy task considering how sweaty I was and jumped straight in the shower. I had to get the smell of sweat and latex off me before bed. I dried off and crawled into bed and passed out.

The next morning dawned crisp and clear. I was up fairly early doing homework. I knew that the club dance was going to go later than the school dance and I was determined to stay past midnight. Mom brought me up some toast and tea when she heard me up and left me to my homework. I spent the better part of the day working, stopping only for meals and to prepare my pussy for the night. I was becoming used to the butt plug and was keeping it in for longer periods of time. I could practice my muscle control with it in, I wanted to really enjoy having Trent inside me and make it as good for him as possible so that he would not miss my none existent vagina. 

At four I started to get ready for the party. Mom and Susan were going as well, so I knew that I would need to go first to have enough time. I had completed my shower, enema and all other preparations before five and was starting on my makeup when Susan kicked me out of the bathroom, so I finished in Mom's room. She had the best lighting.

I was ready well ahead of the others and sat back down to watch the Phantom of the Opera again, I wanted to perfect my Christine performance. It was just too bad that I could not sing.

Trent arrived before Mom and Susan were ready and I just hollered up that I was going. I slid into his car and we were off before either could come down stairs.

The club was decorated for Halloween, pumpkins, black and orange streamers, floating ghosts, smoke machines and paper skeletons were everywhere. Trent and I circulated through the crowd having cocktails and made it to the bar, where Trent got me a soda. I saw Candy and the rest of the crowd over by the appetizers. We made our way over and I was only slightly surprised to see Kevin there with Candy, only this time they were a lot more comfortable with each other. They were dressed as a Doctor and his nurse, or almost dressed as a nurse. The outfit that Candy was trying to wear looked more like a shiny hankie and a few pieces of string, but the fishnet stockings and platform boots she wore looked great.

Chelsea was there with Darryl; one of the football team, this time she was dressed as a fairy he was dressed as a pirate. I could tell from the look on Darryl's face that he was not happy that Kevin had snagged a date with Candy, but the look on Candy's face was one of warning. Kevin looked completely relaxed about being there with Kevin and I hopped that there would not be any trouble.

We were seated for dinner and this time we were seated with our friends. I was between Trent and Kevin, Candy on Kevin's other side and Chelsea on the Trent's. Just before dinner I grabbed the girls and we went to powder our noses. 

"How did you get Kevin to agree to come the party?" I demanded as soon as the door closed. "Last night he seemed in shock to be out with you."

"He got over that pretty quickly after he came in my mouth." Candy said smiling. "But I made him eat me first."

"You're such a slut." Chelsea said.

"This from the whore who has done more of the football team each year than anyone," Candy responded.

"At least I have never fucked a coach." Chelsea retorted.

I went white under my makeup and my mouth fell open. How could they possible know about me and Jim and Helen? Fortunately before I could do more than sputter Candy fired back.

"Hey, that was at cheer camp, and I was horny. Besides, he was cute." Both she and Chelsea started to laugh. "Sorry Janie, but we have been together too long to worry about things like this." Candy explained. "Honestly though, it is too bad I am so possessive and you have Trent, because the things that Kevin can do with his mouth are not to be believed. And he is packing more than enough meat to satisfy a girl."

"How big is he?" Chelsea asked excitedly.

"Big enough that I almost had trouble getting him into my throat." Candy said wistfully. "I will let you know about my pussy on Monday."

"Just be careful," Chelsea warned. "Darryl is not happy about you and Kevin and may try to take him out."

"Let him try." Candy said confidently. "Kevin is a third dan black belt in Taekwondo. He will mop the floor with Darryl."

We made our way back to the table and I sat back down with Trent, he pulled my chair out for me as Kevin did for Candy. Darryl made no move to assist Chelsea and was rewarded with a dirty look. I saw Mom strut in just in time for dinner; her boa snaking behind her and her hips working like there was money in it. Susan was dressed as Veronica Lake in the movie "The Glass Key", long blonde hair dark black dress, lots of cleavage, bright red lipstick; she looked like the total vamp. Trent's parents were dressed as Cinderella and Prince Charming.

Dinner was delicious, at least this time I was able to pay attention to what I was eating, not like last time. The salad was Waldorf, the chicken was skinless and sautéed with almonds and onions, the green beans were al dente and covered in butter and parmesan cheese. Desert was baked Alaska. All during dinner children went from table to table trick or treating. The club had provided candy bags on each table for the children. It was adorable and something that I had never seen before.

After dinner was the costume contest. They covered all age groups, from babies to adults. Of course the baby category was the cutest, a little girl dressed as Minnie Mouse won that one. The small children were the usual mix of space men, cowboys and girls, clowns and ballerinas. When the teen group came up I was pushed into the lineup by Trent but he was able to wiggle out of my grasp, so only I was judged. I was lucky and lost. I don't think I could have handled that. We were entered in the couples group, but did not place. Heather and Jason received third place and Mom got second in the adult category.

The dance started as soon as the prizes were handed out. Most of the parents left, the ones with small children had to put the kids to bed, the older ones had had enough and just wanted to go home. The middle aged ones stayed to dance and party like the kids. Trent and I danced most of the night. Of course Jason did snag me for a few dances and Mom had a turn around the floor with Trent.

Around eleven, things started to get crazy. Darryl cut in on Kevin and Candy during a slow dance and pushed Kevin out of the way. Kevin only took one step back and then stepped back into Candy's arms. Darryl wouldn't be ignored and pulled Kevin out of the way and took a swing at him. Kevin blocked the punch and stepped back out of range. Darryl went after him and took another swing. Kevin blocked that one as well and continued to back pedal. Trent tried to get between them, but Darryl would not be dissuaded from his intent to punish Kevin.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 06



The parents and managers of the club tried to break it up but Darryl kept on pushing. Kevin refused to be pulled into a fight with him. By the time they made it out to the balcony Darryl had taken several swings at Kevin, but Kevin had yet to respond. Finally Darryl lost his patience and dove at Kevin. Kevin waited until Darryl was committed to the charge and side stepped the move. Darryl ran directly into the railing, it caught him just at his belt line. Darryl doubled over the railing and proceeded to return his dinner, albeit to the flower bed. The manager rushed to his side. 

Candy grabbed Kevin's hand and dragged him out of the club. Trent and I made it out front in time to see her car pull out of the lot.

"I think she is trying to get him out of here before there is any more trouble." Trent said.

"I think we should follow her example." I told him. We grabbed our stuff and hoped into his car. He drove us out of the club and to a quiet place by the lake on the other side of club. He parked the car and I snuggled up to him.

"I am glad that you tried to stop the fight."

"I am only sorry that I couldn't."

I kissed him, "A thank you for the effort." Trent kissed me back and the making out session started. He removed his tux jacket tie and cape, he had washed his makeup off before the dance and I started to unbutton his shirt. 

My corset was tied in the back, but had hooks in the front. As we kissed and I worked his shirt open, he started to unhook the front of my corset. I let him have his way with me until he tried to work his way into my panties. I took his hand and put it back on my breast and reached for his pants. I unbuckled his belt and fished inside for his staff. When I got him out and hard I opened my door and bolted from the car.

"Janie, what are you doing?" Trent questioned.

I stood by the open door and pulled down the heavy panties that were part of my costume. All I had on was my robe, stockings, heels and real panties. I was all in white and looked like a dream or a ghost. I pulled my thong aside and pulled the plug from my ass. I dropped it on the heavy panties, turned and wiggled my ass at him.

"If you want me you have to catch me," and I took off around the car. Trent was out of the car and after me in a heartbeat. He caught me at the front of the car, not that I was really trying to get away, but still I made him work for it.

"I thought you said that you weren't a tease." Trent accused. "What do you call that little stunt?"

"Incentive," I answered meekly.

"Well, that incentive is going to get you in trouble." He said sternly, pushing me down to my knees and thrusting his dick into my mouth. I swallowed him completely and sucked hard, he put both hands on my head and started to thrust into my throat. I relaxed my mouth and throat and let him fuck my face. I loved feeling so submissive to my man.

He pulled out and rubbed his spit covered spear over my face and I licked every inch that passed my mouth. He was covering my face in my own saliva, it was utterly degrading, but I was so lost in the moment that I didn't care. He thrust back into my mouth and I flicked my tongue at the head each time it passed my open mouth. Finally he had enough and pulled out of my mouth and pulled me up by my wig.

I whimpered in fright, but he placed my face down over the hood of his car and flipped my robe up over my back, exposing my asscheeks. The stepped between my legs, and slapped my ass.

"Open you cheeks for me." He commanded, and I obeyed instantly.

I held my ass open as he pushed his cock into my waiting pussy. I groaned under him and pushed back against him. I felt him settle deep inside my pussy and flexed my muscles around him. Trent grabbed my hips and started to thrust into me. He wasn't making love to me, he was fucking me. Suddenly his palm came down on my ass.

"Is this the incentive you wanted," he questioned, spanking my other cheek.

"OOOOOHHHHHH YYYYEEEEESSSSSSS." I groaned as he pounded me inside and out at the same time. I pinched my nipples and pulled them out from my body as he used me for his pleasure. I could feel my orgasm approaching and wanted to bring him off so I started to squeeze him in time to his thrusts.

Trent stopped spanking me and just thrusted harder into me. I came and screamed in delight. Trent was not far behind me and howled in delight as he shot his cum deep into my body. The friction of his cock crossing my prostate was enough to make me cum again and I felt still more of my girly cum run down my leg from my soaked thong.

The sting of his hot semen burning up my channel was too much and I collapsed on the hood panting for air. Trent pulled out and dropped to the ground sucking in great gulps of air.

"That was the best fuck I have ever had." I finally panted, the stars slowly clearing from my vision.

"Me too, you are the greatest." Trent agreed.

"Baby, would you hand me my plug, I don't want to make a mess of the upholstery."

Trent retrieved my plug and tried to hand it to me, but I just wiggled my butt at him again. He got the hint and spread my cheeks, lined the plug up and pushed it into my hole in one motion. I moaned at the intrusion, but since he had just finished with me, I was open and more than lubed.

"Thanks baby, you do that so well." I stood and my robe fell back down to cover me in the chill. I went over to my door and picked up my panties and stepped into them.

"Janie, why won't you let me touch your pussy," Trent asked.

"Because, I don't trust myself," I had been ready for this conversation for some time. 

He sat back across the car and looked at me. "What do you mean?"

"I told you that I want to remain a virgin for a while yet."

"And I respect that." Trent responded.

"I know you do baby, but I know me too, and if you start feeling me up, I know it will make me so hot I won't want you to stop."

"I would stop the instant you tell me too." He said, sounding hurt.

"Oh baby, I know you would." I said sliding into the car next to him and snuggling into his shoulder. "The problem is that I won't be strong enough to tell you to stop. I have tasted that nice big joint of yours and I know that if you get my pussy wet enough, I will beg you to take me."

Trent did not say anything, but started the car and proceeded to drive me home. We got to my place quickly and without another word. As we sat in the driveway I turned to him.

"Tell me you understand Trent, please." I begged.

"I understand, but I need to think about this a little."

"What do you need to think about?"

"What this does to me."

"I don't understand." I said confused.

"If I am only going to have anal sex with you, I might as well be gay. Think of what the other guys are going to say when they find out that I am dating the hottest girl in school and that she wants to remain a virgin."

"If they find out, I will tell them the same thing I told you. I want to stay a virgin for a while yet, but that does not make me a tease. Think about it this way, how many of them are getting anal sex at all."

"I guess you are right." He said, finally smiling. "Oh, by the way, Mom and Dad are having a big Thanksgiving bash at the house. Mom invited your aunt and Susan, but I told her that I would handle your invitation personally."

"And just how personal are you planning to get?"

"Well, you got part of it already, but here is the rest." He pulled me into a deep passionate kiss and I wrapped myself around him. His tongue sought out mine and I did not hide it. We kissed for at least ten more minutes.

"I better get in before Susan and Aunt Karen get home. I don't want them to see me like this."

I climbed out of the car after one last kiss and headed up to the front door. Trent backed the car up far enough to keep me in the headlights until he saw that I was safe and sound inside the house.

I waved from the living room window and went upstairs and had a fast shower to clean the balance of the makeup off and the rest of Trent out of my pussy. I took off my vagina and slid naked into my bed. I think I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 07



I woke up the next morning and as I lay there, the memory of what I had done with Trent the night before, and I felt sick. How could I have done that, I had turned into a complete whore. I had lain over the hood of his car and begged him to fuck me like a common slut. 

My phone rang and I checked the number, it was Trent. I knew why he was calling, to say that he never wanted to see such a slut again. I turned off the phone and threw it back on my night table, laid back down and cried.

Mom came up after a while and brought in two cups of tea. I rolled onto my side facing the wall and would not look at her. I could not bear the shame. She rubbed my back and just let me cry. After a while I felt the bed shift and a new hand touched my shoulder.

"Janie, roll over and talk to me." My sister ordered. I found myself obeying. "Now tell me what happened."

I saw that Mom had left us alone and I started to cry all over again.

"Come on, it can't be that bad."

I got a hold of myself and told Susan what I had done the night before. I left nothing out, my whorish behavior, my slutty begging for cock, everything. By the time I was finished, Susan had me sitting up in bed and sipping my tea and only sniffling occasionally. 

"Is that all?" Susan asked. "I thought you and Trent had had a fight and broken up or something."

"What do you mean, I turned myself into a complete tramp last night."

"Yes, and Trent loved it and so did you. You didn't do anything that the rest of us women have not done before you."

"But what does Trent think of me now?"

"That he loves you." Susan said confidently.

"How can he love a whore?"

"You are not a whore; you just got caught up in the moment. You would only be a whore if you are fucking other men for money. Begging your boyfriend for cock while he fucks you falls under the heading of love and passion, and maybe role playing."

"You really think he still loves me?"

"I know he does, he called the house phone when you would not take his calls. He was worried about you and wanted to know if you were busy for lunch."

I sat bolt upright and almost spilled my cold tea. "He really wants to see me for lunch? He probably just wants to dump me in person."

"I doubt it; he invited us all over to his parents' house for lunch. Something about the Thanksgiving party. Now get up and shower, we have to get going soon."

Susan dragged me out of bed and into the shower. I cleaned up quickly and headed down stairs wrapped in my robe. Mom had more tea on for me and some toast. 

"Feeling better?" She asked. I only nodded.

"Janie, don't worry about last night." Mom said and I looked up sharply. "Susan told me about it, don't worry we have all acted like that at one time or another. I used to beg your father to fuck me until I passed out."

"EEEEEWWWWW Mom, way too much information." Susan said

"The point is that I will bet you that Trent will take you aside at some point today and tell you how much he liked it."

I sat at the table and munched on my toast, trying very hard not to visualize Mom begging Dad like a whore. I finished my toast and headed back upstairs to dress. I put my fake pussy back on and then started to look for an outfit.

Half an hour later I came back down stairs dressed in white jersey hot short panties and no bra, a navy blue knit sweater crew neck dress, and patent leather Janice shoes. Mom wore a white shirt dress and white deck shoes. Susan wore a stretch A line skirt in powder blue with a white button down shirt and blue sandals. 

We made it to the McKabe's in about fifteen minutes and Trent was waiting for us at the door. He led us in and Heather and Jason were waiting for us on the deck.

"Welcome, welcome." Jason said, coming over and hugging each of us. Heather was a step behind.

"Glad to see you again." Heather said, hugging and kissing Mom.

"Come and sit down and we can talk about the party." Heather said.

"Janie, can I talk to you for a minute." Trent said pulling me to stairs. I followed him up to his room and sat down on the chair in the sitting room attached to his room. Trent sat across from me.

"Janie, I need to talk to you about last night."

I couldn't help it, I started to cry. "Trent, I'm sorry," I sobbed into my hands. "I am sorry that I acted that way. I won't be like that again. I will try..."

"Janie, whoa, slow down." Trent said, kneeling in front of me, holding my hands and trying to lift up my face. "I am not upset about what you did, but about what I said to you."

"What you said?" I hiccupped.

"When I asked about touching your pussy, I'm sorry I was so insensitive. It's none of anyone else's business what we do. Can you forgive me?"

"I...I thought you wanted to dump me." I sniffled at him.

"Why would I want to dump the perfect girl? I said that I love you and I meant it then and now."

"You are not ashamed of me for acting like a slut?"

"You can act like a slut for me any time you want, but not for anyone else." He said smiling and pulling me into a hug.

"Oh Trent, you don't know how upset I have been about last night. I thought that..." He put his finger over my mouth to stop me talking.

"Shh, I don't want to hear another word about last night." He said firmly. "You did nothing wrong and I have apologized for being such a jerk, the matter is closed."

"No it isn't." I said firmly. "You did nothing wrong either. You asked a legitimate question about our relationship. I am glad it came up so that you understand that it is not because I don't trust you, but that I want to save myself for just a while yet."

"I understand, but I should not have brought the other guys into the..." I put my fingers over his mouth this time.

"Shh, it is finished. We have both apologized and the matter is closed. But, I want us to agree now that we have to talk about these things together. If we don't we won't have a chance in this relationship."

"Okay," he said smiling. "I think that would be best. Now, on to new business, Mom and Dad are planning a big charity ball for Thanksgiving here at the house. I have to go and I want you to be my date."

"Of course I plan to be your date, just who did you think you were going to take?" I asked in mock outrage.

"That is not what I was leading up too. I wanted to take you to the family cottage after the ball for the weekend. Just the two of us, what do you think?"

"Ohhhh Trent, I can't. Aunt Karen and Susan have planned a shopping trip for black Friday. We were planning on hitting the malls at like four in the morning. Sorry."

"Well, at least you are saying no for a good reason. I know better than to try to get between a woman and her shopping. How about the day after Christmas? We could go for a week or so. The cottage backs onto a mountain with a ski resort, but it's far enough down the slope that it is still warm enough to go out on the lake in a bathing suit."

"Well, that sounds almost tempting enough to ditch shopping, but I think a week at Christmas would be better. I just have to clear it with Aunt Karen. Speaking of which, we should get back downstairs before they think we are doing the nasty up here."

"Oh, I didn't know that we had that option." Trent said with a devious look in his eye. I hit him with a pillow.

We joined the others and found them discussing the arrangements for the party, including the fact that they wanted us to spend the night. Mom tried to nix that idea, saying that we were going shopping, Heather said that was the point, she planned to go with us and we could all nap a little first if we wanted.

The weeks leading up to the ball were hectic. I never realized all the planning that went in to a party of this size. The logistics were enormous, tables, chairs, place settings, linens, waiters, caterers, and bands, entertainment, bar, parking, landscaping and cleanup. Heather had it all organized like a military operation. She pulled out her computer and rolodex and had lists and files for each item. She made a dozen calls to confirm that the orders placed earlier in the year were still on schedule. 

Thanksgiving rolled up on us and we spent the day getting ready for the ball. Susan had met a guy at the club and invited him as her date, but Mom was still flying solo. She said that since Jason insisted on dancing with me, she would just have to steal Trent.

I decided to wear the red backless mid calf dress that I had gotten before my first date with Trent. He had not seen it and it would be perfect for the evening. The sequins would catch the light perfectly and the black patent leather two inch heels and black stockings and garter belt would be the perfect, until I tried it on two days before the party. It didn't fit. The bodice was too tight. I was shocked and called Mom.

"What is happening?" I demanded.

"I think I know, but let me make a call and I will let you know." Mom said, picking up her cell phone. Five minutes later she was back and smiling. 

"Just as I thought and Kelly confirmed. The hormones are finishing puberty for you and you are getting bigger. Now we have to go shopping for the party and we will need new lingerie for you on Friday."

We hit the mall and went straight to see Candy at Pink. She confirmed that I had increased my bra size to a B cup. We picked out a plan bra to get me through the rest of the week and promised Candy we would be in Friday. She told us to come to the back door at three thirty in the morning and she would get us in without the fuss. We told her Trent's mother was joining us and she said that it would not be a problem, but no more than the four of us.

We hit the dress salon and picked out a new dress for me, a black sequined ankle length with a deep cowl neck in the back and a slit up my left side to mid thigh. I could still wear the same shoes and stockings with it. The slit was just high enough to expose the garter belt, but only if I wanted to. I planned to us that to my advantage on Trent.

The ball was a great success, both for the charity and for the guests. The main foyer was where the most of the guests stayed. The rest circulated through the house. The pool room was locked of course, but the patio got quite a workout as did the grounds. Trent was a perfect host, and even pulled me into the receiving line with him. I was introduced to so many big wigs in the city that I lost count and just smiled and made a little small talk as the line moved along. 

Dinner was a buffet affair and the food was set up for most of the night. If anyone went home hungry, they must have really worked to avoid the food. I spent the night wandering and making small talk and sipping sparkling cider. I knew better than to drink the champagne being served. At my size I am a real light weight when it comes to drinking and this was not the night to get loaded and embarrass my boyfriend.

I danced with Trent, Jason and a few others, but Mom danced by me several times always with a different partner. Susan spent most of the night in the arms of her new friend from the club. I could see that getting serious quickly.

The party ended at two in the morning and rather than try to sleep for an hour, we just showered, changed and headed out to the mall. Candy kept her promise and slipped us in the back and we went nuts in Pink. I got so many new bras and corsets and bustiers that I did not think I would ever be able to wear them all. I asked Mom not to spend so much in case I grew still more, but she said that Dr. Kelly said I would level out at around my current size and we could go crazy.

From there we hit Victoria Secret and got still more lingerie, but this was a little more risqué. The leather corset with the mesh between the bra and bottoms with a black g-string, garters and black stockings could only be for sex. I said that I would never wear it, but Heather insisted on buying it for me.

By the time we finished, the mall had opened and the crowds were not too believed but we carried on and hit a bathing suit store. There Mom found me something that could be called a bathing suit, but only by the greatest stretch of the imagination. It was called a teeny weeny monokini. It consisted of two straps that met behind the neck, extended down the front to cover the nipples, but only the nipples, one set of strings continued down the front to met the scrape of material that covered the crotch, but turned into a thong with the string coming up the back and reconnecting with the bottom of the nipple covers.

We bailed on the mall and headed downtown to the adult section of town. Mom and Heather dragged me into an adult boutique and into the clothing section. I fell in love with a bra and panty set, just plain white bra with a front closure, but only half cups and the back had the most delicious little bow on it. The panties matched, more of a g string than anything, with another bow at the back. The stockings that went with it had bows at the back of the thighs. Then Heather pulled out the most outrageous bathing suit I had ever seen. The bikini top was string that formed hollow triangles over the nipples, with jewelry rings to hide the actual nipple. The bottoms were string that tied on each side and a pouch that cover the vagina and pulled into a g string in the back. You could set the pouch as wide as you wanted, all of two inches or as narrow as half an inch depending on how reckless you felt. The yellow mesh one was almost as bad, but I flatly refused the one made out of clear plastic. 

We left the boutique with the suits and I insisted that we start on the winter stuff I would need for skiing, but Heather and Mom put me off. They dragged me into a photo place and had pictures for all of us for our passports. Mom said that I would need one if I was to travel over next summer and it would be good to get it started now.

From there we hit the electronics stores in search of a new laptop. Mom got me a great one with all the bells and whistles and a new digital camera. I had liked photography for a while now and with the next semester starting soon, I would need one for my elective. I was even considering taking photography in university. 

We made it home shortly after noon and passed out. I woke up Saturday morning about ten and started to sort out the clothes we had bought. I noticed something that I had not while shopping, between Mom and Heather; I had not gotten anything but warm weather clothes, nothing for skiing. 

I went downstairs and found Mom and Susan sitting at the kitchen table. Mom poured me some tea and I sat with them.

"Mom, I wanted to ask you about the skiing trip with Trent over Christmas."

"What about it dear, I said that you could go away with Trent weeks ago," Mom replied.

"Well, we were supposed to get me some new ski stuff when we went shopping yesterday. All I got was summer clothes."

"Oh, we must have missed that." Susan said smiling. "Tell you what, when we get closer to the trip, we will take you out shopping for that then."

"Yeah, that sounds like a plan." Mom agreed. "That way we can get you all set up before you go and have them tuned just before the trip. Now, let's get the clothes sorted out and washed before school Monday. Also, you need to sign your passport application so that I can drop it off on Monday as well."

"What about yours and Susan's?"

"Ours are fine, they are good for another three years, and yours still says Jamie." Mom answered.

Monday found me back a school and like all the seniors, I was sent to the auditorium to hear the lecture about our future. It was time to select a career and a field of study for college. There were several recruiters there from different schools waiting for us. The counselors gave us the usual spiel about seizing the day and making the most of our lives. Most tuned them out and waited to get out. 

I sat with Trent and we both paid attention, but that did not stop us for making fun of some of the things we were told. Candy was seated with Kevin and both were paying rapt attention. Kevin had his choice of schools with his programming skills, and Candy was being scouted be various schools for her cheerleading.

After the assembly we went into the cafeteria to meet with the recruiters. Trent talked to several that I never thought he would be interested in, including the military. He seemed interested in careers that would have him outside and active. I could not see him behind a desk for very long, but the thought of him in the military chilled my heart. I spent most of my time at the booth for UCLA. They had a wonderful photography and film department and I thought that I might try that, with a minor in computers, a girl has to be prepared after all.

The month till Christmas passed just a quickly as the lead up to Thanksgiving. Trent and I only had time for sex on the weekends, and then just a quick blowjob from me. The work load coming down on us was not to be believed. Colleges were looking at us and our transcripts as well as current projects and letters from our teachers. 

I got a letter from the dean of film at UCLA; apparently the recruiter had spoken about me and told her I would be good on either side of the camera. I was encouraged to apply to UCLA and to submit a portfolio before the beginning of March for consideration. I was to model and take pictures. I was thrilled.

Mom and Susan immediately got on board and started working me through a fashion shoot with all the new clothes that I had got in November. Just before Christmas Mom took me to the mall and had one of those glamour pictures taken after a day at the spa. Even I could not tell it was me.

Christmas was the usual chaos; I got lots of pictures for submission. The hardest part was going to be narrowing it down. My essay was completed and all I needed was my portfolio. My grades were good enough to get me into UCLA for computing if nothing else, but I wanted the photography major.

My main Christmas present from Mom was a complete new ski outfit, complete with new skis. The clothing was perfect, hot pink, right down to the boots. She also got me a black one and a red one, but the pink boots would have to do. I had skied before, but not anything to write home about. At least I knew that I would not kill myself or anyone else on the hill.

We went to dinner at Trent's house and the meal was a feast. Heather was up and down all through the dinner fetching courses from the kitchen, and she would not let us help her. I learned that they only hired staff for parties and had a cleaning service come in once a week. There was no full time staff for the house. Heather did all the cooking and Jason handled the landscaping when he could.

After dinner we girls went into the kitchen to clean up while Trent and Jason went into the living room to watch a game on TV. I was glad for the absence of the men because I had something I wanted to talk to the girls about.

"I need your advice." I said to all of them while we sipped wine and loaded the dishwasher. "I can't keep lying to Trent about what I am and I want to tell him over our trip this week."

"That is something that you have to think about very carefully." Mom replied. "How do you think he will react?"

"I don't know that is why I wanted to discuss this with Heather."

"Well, I think it will be quite a shock for him, but he will probably rally." Heather said thoughtfully. "I know that he loves you with all he is, but this is a big issue that you need to let him in on."

"I can't keep lying to him, it is killing me." I pleaded with them.

"Are you sure that you want to do this now?" Susan asked. "What happens if he takes it bad and outs you at school?"

"I will just drop out." I replied and before Mom could say anything I went on. "I have enough credits to graduate without attending the last semester if necessary."




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 07



"Well, it is up to you, and if you feel that strongly about it, you have to do what you feel is right." Mom said, as the others agreed. Before we could say anymore, Jason called for us to come in to the living room.

Trent and Jason were standing by the tree with a few un-opened gifts beneath it. We sat down and Jason handed out the last of the presents. Mom got a beautiful new dress, white floor length and off the shoulder. Susan got a new gps system for her car. Jason sat Trent down beside me and handed us each an envelope. Mom at least had come prepared and handed Jason a wrapped box that could only be alcohol. To Heather she gave pair of earrings.

Trent and I opened our envelopes and pulled out tickets. I read them and then looked up at Jason in disbelief. They had arranged for us to go on a cruise for March break. I leapt off the couch and through my arms around Jason and kissed his cheek shouting Thank you's at him. Trent just sat there stunned.

The twenty sixth Trent picked me up at eight and we were gone. The cottage was about two hours away and he wanted to hit the slopes. His car was packed with stuff and skis were tied to roof racks. We snuggled up and sang to the music over his system and talked. We had not had any time alone for the last month and a half and we missed each other, not just the sex, but each other's company. 

We discussed the upcoming exams and college applications. Trent said that he was applying to UCLA, Harvard, West Point and Annapolis. I was shocked and discussed the military with him. He felt that he should do his part to protect our country as well as learn how to be a leader. I could not fault his logic, but I was scared all the same.

We got to the cottage and I saw that it was a house in its own right. A three bedroom house about two thousand square feet, complete with hot tub and parking for three cars. I stood in the foyer and gaped at the size of it. I should have known better, but when Trent said cottage, it thought of something completely different. We unpacked and he put all of our stuff in the master bedroom.

"What happens if your parents show up?" I asked timidly.

"Then they will have to sleep somewhere else." Trent replied smiling. "We got here first." He laughed at my shock. "They left this morning for a week long cruise in the Mediterranean. We have the whole place to ourselves, and I expect you naked at all times."

"I...I..." All I could do was sputter.

"Well, not naked, but at least in just your panties." He said hopefully.

"Only if you are too, I want quick access to that dick of yours." I said peeling off my shirt.

"Not yet," Trent replied. "We need to hit the slopes."

I pulled my shirt back on and slipped into my ski stuff. The hills were wonderful, clean and well groomed. I got back into the swing of skiing quickly, but I could not keep up with Trent. He was as smooth as glass, taking moguls, jumps and slaloms as though he was born for it. He always beat me to the bottom and waited for me in the lift line so that I did not have a chance to get cold. After about fifteen runs, I was exhausted and said that I would meet him at the cottage after he had a few more runs.

I skied back down to the cottage and racked my equipment before showering, cleaning myself out and changing into my sweats. I made sure that my vagina was in place and the panties I had on were proper. I chose the white ones with the little red hearts that tied on the side.

I was making dinner when I heard Trent ski up about an hour later. I stripped in the kitchen and tossed my stuff into the bedroom, pulled on a pair of heels and was standing buy the stove, heating up some hot chocolate when he came through the door. I heard the door slam and then nothing else so I turned to see him standing there with his mouth open staring at me.

"Darling, your home," I said in my best fifties wife imitation. I poured him the hot chocolate and carried the mug over to him. He took the mug numbly and just stood there. I giggled and pranced back to the warmth of the kitchen.

"Darling, you need to get out of those wet clothes before you catch your death." Trent just stood there.

I giggled again and pulled him into the house. It only took a few minutes to get him naked and a quick slap on the butt sent him to the shower. The stew that I had on would keep for a bit, so I turned it down and headed into the master bathroom.

Trent had the bathroom completely steamed up when I slipped in and pulled the door open. I climbed in with him and took the soap from his hands. His chest was already covered in soap, so I started a little lower down. Grasping his cock, I stroked it with both hands, covering it in lather. Trent just grabbed the walls and threw his head back and hissed as I caressed him.

Dropping to my knees before him, I let the water rinse the soap away before I took him into my mouth. I licked the head and nipped at the sides while my hands ran up and down his legs. I pushed him all the way up and ducked beneath him to take his balls into my mouth. He was so full of cum that I could only get one in my mouth at a time. I lashed each one with my tongue, enjoying the moans that were coming from Trent as I teased him.

I pulled back and looking up at him, threw my water soaked hair, my big eyes looking oh so innocent as I opened my mouth and swallowed him whole. I felt the head touch the back of my throat and I relaxed to let him go as far as possible. Trent put both hands on my head and started to thrust back and forth, I merely knelt there and let him fuck my face. I had learned to deep throat early on in my time as a girl and I timed my breathing to match his thrusts.

I grabbed his ass cheeks and held him deep inside me; my nose buried in his pubic hair and started to swallow. The muscles of my throat massaged the part of his shaft in my throat and the head and with a scream; Trent lost it and shot his load directly down my throat into my stomach. I just kept swallowing and he kept shooting. 

I finally pulled back to breath and he dribbled the last of his cum into my mouth. I lapped his head and sucked the last of his cum from his shaft. After a minute he pushed me away and I knew that he was too sensitive for me to continue. I stood up and kissed him. Trent was quite used the taste of his own cum by now, so I felt sure that he would not react badly about me.

We stepped out of the shower and dried off. When I bent over to do my legs, Trent stepped up behind me and kissed my butt cheeks through my now see through panties. I giggled at his touch and wiggled my ass at him. I ran into the bedroom and Trent chased after me. He caught me and threw me on the bed. 

I looked up at him as he stood over me, my foot sliding up and rubbing his cock. He tried to lie down on top of me, but I used my other foot to hold him up. He took my toes and started to suck on them as I worked my other foot up and down his rapidly stiffening hard-on. I had never had my toes sucked before and found it delightful and very sensuous. Trent was fully hard and working his hips in time to my foot when I pulled away from him and rolled off the bed.

"That is enough, dinner will burn." I said, again in my best mom manner. I slipped my wet panties off and pulled on a dry pair, this time powder blue with butterflies across the waistband. I pulled a muscle shirt out of my drawer and slipped it on followed by my heels. Trent looked surprised at the shirt.

"I will not allow people at the table without a shirt." I said firmly. "Now get dressed and get moving."

I slipped out and served dinner. The kitchen table was small enough that we could eat across from each other but I was still close enough to play footsies with him. Dinner was quick and quiet as Trent was really getting wound up as I ran my toes up and down his stiff penis, all the while, looking innocently across the table at him.

I took the bowls to the dishwasher and cleaned up after dinner as Trent went into the living room and started a fire. I joined him with two glasses of sparkling cider and snuggled up to him on the floor. Trent was completely naked and tossed my shirt on the couch as I sat down and melted into his arms. We snuggled for a while just watching the flames, his hand holding my breast and playing gently with my nipple, I held and stroked his cock slowly.

As the fire began to die down our passion increased. Trent kissed his way down my body and began to nurse on my breasts. I ran my fingers threw his hair and cradled him to me. He switched from one to the other several times before moving down to my belly. I tried to stop him from getting too close to my pussy, but he would not be deterred. He held onto my hips and then stuck his tongue into my belly button. I doubled over with the giggles. I had never had anyone touch me there and I did not know that I was ticklish there.

I pulled Trent up and waggled my finger under his nose and said, "Naughty naughty boy." I then pushed him up to the couch and pulled his shorts off completely. I took his magnificence into my mouth and gave him the sloppiest blowjob I could. I wanted him dripping wet and soon had my way. Trent caressed my hair and face as I sucked him, but I would not let him cum. I had other plans for this hard-on.

When he was completely soaked I stood up and crawled onto his lap, with my knees on either side of his legs. Pulling my panties out of the way I lowered myself onto his rampant dick. One deep breath and he was fully into my channel. We both sighed at the feeling of his cock traveling deep into my body.

I sat down on his lap and kissed him. Trent put his arms around me and kissed my back, his tongue searching out mine. We dueled for a few moments, the only movement to be had as we just got used to being inside each other again. Finally I started to grind and swivel my hips. Trent held my ass cheeks apart and started to gently thrust into me, but that is not what I wanted. The whore in me was coming out again.

"Take me to bed and fuck me hard." I told him as I clenched my ass around him.

Trent just stood up; it is good being small and dating a football player. He carried me into the bedroom. I locked my legs around him and every step he took thrust him a little deeper into me. I kissed every inch of his face that I could as he laid me down gently on the bed. I put my legs over his shoulders and he stood on the floor and pounded my ass. He held onto my hips and I rubbed his face with my feet. He took my toes into his mouth and sucked on them again. As he did, his fucking of me became more violent, he withdrew almost completely before driving back in to me. 

I held my breasts and pinched my nipples as I begged him to fuck me harder and deeper. Trent complied and took his pounding to a new level that we had never achieved before. It made a nice change to have a bed to fuck on.

After a few minutes his thrusts were starting to get erratic and loose the rhythm he had established and I knew he was getting close. He had already brought me off three times and I screamed for him to cum inside me. Trent growled and pulled me to him violently as his cock shot its load deep into my rectum. The feeling of his dick expanding and shooting pushed me over the edge again and I screamed his name.

Trent fell to the side of me on the bed and pulled his cock from me. I whined at the loss of him inside me, but snuggled up to him anyway as we both fought for breath. Several minutes later I slide off the bed and waddled my way to the bathroom and released the precious fluid he gave me. After cleaning up I returned to bed to find him already under the covers and the bedspread pulled back for me. I climbed in with him and snuggled up to his side, my head on his shoulder, his arm around me, mine gently stroking his sculptured chest.

"I love you." He whispered as he drifted off to sleep.

"I love you too darling." I whispered. As I lay there warm and safe in his arms, I knew that the time had come. I had to tell him the truth.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 08



I woke up the next morning and found that I had rolled over away from Trent, and he had followed me. He was spooned up against me from behind, his arm over my side, cradling my small breast. I could feel his morning wood nestled between my cheeks and I wiggled slightly, enjoying his closeness. His hand tightened slightly and he mumbled something in his sleep. I wanted to stay there forever, but if I was going to tell him the truth tonight I had things to do.

I slid out from under his arm and slipped into the bathroom. A quick shower and clean up and I was out in the kitchen making breakfast. Before I could get everything ready I heard a shuffling sound and looked up to see Trent staggering into the kitchen. He was barely awake but he smiled as he saw me prancing around the kitchen in my heels and panties, the soft pink thong this time. My face was scrubbed and my hair pulled back into braid.

I poured him his coffee and myself another cup of tea. Trent smiled a thank you and sat down at the table to wake up. He was obviously not a good morning person. I served us our breakfast, bacon and eggs, toast, juice and more coffee and tea. Trent dug in without a word and I must admit I was a little upset that he had not said anything about me making breakfast, but I just tried to smile and ate my own meal. After he finished breakfast, Trent sat back and heaved a big sigh.

"Thank you Janie. That was wonderful. You are the best cook."

I blushed at his words and felt guilty about my dark thoughts during breakfast.

"I would have said something sooner, but I don't function well until I have eaten." Trent told me smiling. He leaned over and kissed me. "You cooked, I clean." He stacked up the dishes and loaded the dishwasher, whenever I tried to help, he shooed me away. When the kitchen was cleaned he led me back to the bedroom.

"Get dressed. We have to be at the snow board area in thirty minutes."

"Snowboarding," I exclaimed. "I can't snow board, I have never snow boarded."

"I know that is why I arranged lessons for you this morning at eight. So let's get going or you are gonna be late." Trent left me standing there with my mouth hanging open as he went off to the shower. I gathered my wits and dressed, thinking all the time that I would get out of having to tell Trent the truth, because I was going to kill myself on the snowboard hill.

We made it in time for my lesson, but just barely. I had to get a board at the rental place and it was packed. Trent, ever the athlete had his own with him. He offered to stay with me, but I sent him packing. I did not need him laughing at me just trying to stand up on the darn thing. Ten minutes into the class I came to the conclusion that I was not made for boarding. I just could not get my head around the idea of turning around on the board and sliding down the hill essentially backwards, but by turning my head I would be facing forward, but it would still be backwards... you get the idea, even today I still get a headache trying to sort it out. Never the less, I continued with the class and was able to make it down the half pipe without breaking anything. I even tried to do a few carves and turns. I would never be good enough to keep up with Trent, he went past me doing all sorts of tricks that I could never duplicate, but I felt pride at the fact that by noon, I was able to go down the pipe and make the required turns.

We returned my rented equipment and headed back to the cottage and had a light lunch. After lunch, served in just my panties as always, Trent had me dress in a bathing suit and we headed out to the lake. We drove about ten minutes and it still amazes me that you could be snowboarding in the morning and outdoor swimming in the afternoon.

This suit was aquamarine and one piece, but very daringly cut. It consisted of a front panel with a deep v for cleavage and only a strap on each side to connect the back to the front. I put on my high heel sandals and beach wrap and we were off.

The lake was wonderful, clean sandy bottom and a large sandy beach. We lay in the sun and talked about the morning and about school, college, everything and nothing. I was psyching myself up to tell him, but I wanted it to be in private. We played in the water, I swam for some distance, finally something I could do better than him and snuggled on the beach, nothing lewd, there were children present. After about four hours we decided to head back, it was starting to get chilly and we wanted to be back at the cottage for dinner.

We got back and each took a shower, I love the beach, but sand, ick. I cleaned myself out as well, I did not know how he would take the news, but I wanted to be ready. Trent called to me and said that he would wait for me in the hot tub and I realized it was my chance to tell him. I told him dinner could wait and I would join him in a minute. I removed my pussy and the adhesive and tucked myself in so that it looked like I had a vagina. I slipped into my monokini and the highest heels I had with me, I wanted to look like the ultimate figure of female sexuality when he saw me. I was not disappointed.

I stepped into the enclosed sun room and found Trent sitting in the swirling water and facing away from him I slipped the beach wrap off and tossed it on the chair. I glanced back over my shoulder and saw Trent sitting there with his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. I wiggled my nearly naked ass at him and turned to face him complete. I thought he was going to fall out of the tub. I strolled to the tub, kicked off my heels and climbed the stairs and got in. I think the best part was seeing the little bit of drool running down his chin. I walked over to him, closed his mouth for him and sat down on his lap.

"I take it you like?" I asked wiggling on his lap, his cock felt enormous.

Trent could only nod dumbly.

"I'm glad, Heather and Aunt Karen bought it for me after Thanksgiving."

"You mean my mom saw you in this?" He stammered.

"Yes, she thought you might like it." I replied innocently. He shook his head in confusion and leaned in to kiss me, but I pulled away and sat down across the tub from him. "No Trent, we need to talk first."

"About what," he asked, looking surprised. "We had a wonderful day and now we are going to make love in the hot tub before dinner and then again after dinner in front of the fireplace and then..."

"Trent, stop. There is something that I need to tell you before we go any further."

"What is it Janie, you are starting to worry me." He started to move close to me but I put my hand out to stop him.

"Trent, I lied to you. I am not who or what you think I am."

"I know what and who you are; you are the girl I love."

"Trent, I am not."

"Not what? You don't love me?" Trent asked.

"No I love you with all that I am, that is why this is so hard and why I can't keep doing it anymore." Tears were starting to well up in my eyes and I knew that I had to tell him fast, or I would lose my nerve.

"Then I don't understand what you are talking about."

"I am not a girl." I shouted at him. "I am a guy."

Trent sat there stunned looking like I had just hit him over the head.

"You are not a guy, who put you up to this? Is this just some joke or are you trying to find a way to dump me."

"Oh God, I don't want to dump you, but I can't lie to you anymore. I am a male, I have the same parts as you, penis, dick, cock, call it what you will I have one, but I call it my clit."

"No you don't I have seen you in your skirts and cheering panties, I have seen your camel toe, guys can't do that and what about your breasts?"

"They are the result of hormone treatments. The camel toe is a fake vagina that I wear to keep people from finding out. I just wanted to finish high school without being picked on and this is what Mom and Susan came up with."

"Mom, you mean my mom..."

"No my mom, Aunt Karen is really my mother. I lied to everyone at school about my parents. I went to Crawford, but under my real name, Jamie."

"You can't be a guy." Trent stammered.

Realizing that the only way to get him to believe me was to prove it, I stood up and climbed up to the top step and pulled the monokini off. It hit the water and I spread my legs, letting my clit pop out. Trent stood up and stared at me in complete shock. It looked like I had just kicked in the stomach.

"You see, I am telling the truth. I am a boy." I said starting to cry. "But I didn't lie to you about loving you." I reached out for him as I started down the stairs and Trent pulled back from me sharply.

"You stay away from me." He said, climbing over the other side of the tub and standing dripping in the sun room.

"Trent please," I begged. "I'm still me. I am still Janie, the person who loves you."

"Are you, or are you Jamie, someone just playing me for a fool." He started storming around the sun room; I was getting scared and could not stop crying. This was going worse than I had dreamed.

"I am not playing you for a fool, I love you."

"How can you say that when you have been lying to me all along. That is just another lie isn't it?"

"No, I am not lying, I love you." I implored him.

"Don't be here when I get back." He said stiffly and he stormed out of the room.

"Trent, please talk to me." I screamed as I followed him, naked to master bedroom as he slammed the door and I heard the lock click. I pounded on the door and begged him to come out and talk to me. The door opened and he was fully dressed, he brushed past me like I was not there and walked stiffly out of the house. I followed him to front door which he slammed in my face; he then climbed into his car and roared off. I staggered to the phone and called Mom, sobbing I told her what I could, and collapsed on the floor crying.

Mom and Susan found me on the kitchen floor when they arrived, still naked and crying inconsolably. Together they got me to the couch and Susan held me as Mom found me some clothes. I was shivering I was so cold, from the floor and the hot tub water. Both of them had to dress me and then they wrapped me in a blanket on the couch before Mom made me some tea. I was still trying to tell them what happened when the front door flew open and Trent stormed in. It was apparent that his mood had not improved during his time out.

"I thought I told you to be gone before I got back." He said stonily. 

"And we will be gone shortly." Mom told him, "just as soon as Janie is a little calmer. We have already packed her things and loaded them into my car."

Trent snorted at that. "You mean Jamie don't you."

"No Trent, I mean Janie." Mom replied angrily. "And if you want to know the truth, I was the one who came up with this whole plan of Jamie becoming Janie, so if you want to hate someone, hate me. All that I ask is that you don't tell anyone at school. Let Janie finish out the year."

"Not a chance. This will be all over school before the first bell on Monday." I started to cry again and Mom looked ready to kill him. But Susan still had a cool head and she put Trent in his place.

"I would rethink that if I were you."

"Why, everyone needs to know what a liar she is."

"Sure," Susan said calmly. 'But what about your reputation? What do you think everyone will think of you when they find out you have been having sex with a guy for the last three months?"

Trent froze; Susan had hit him right in the ego. He could not say a word without being labeled as well. High school was so judgmental his reputation would never survive.

"You say a word, and you will be tarred with the same brush." Susan said coldly. "And I will make sure that everyone knows how you found out, while having sex with Janie, she told you the truth. Let's go." Susan turned to me and Mom and got me up and out of the house and into the car, but she could not resist a parting shot at Trent.

"I also don't think that it would do your parents business interests any good to find out that their son is in denial about his sexual orientation, or that he is a complete homophobe. That would not go over well with all the charity work they do. Kind of two faced, don't you think." Susan slipped into the car and Mom drove off, leaving Trent standing on the deck looking ashen faced. I sat in the back of the car, watching him get smaller as the tears still flowed down my cheeks.

I spent the rest of Christmas break in my room. I had to complete my portfolio for submission, but I could not find the energy. I also could not stop crying. I called Candy, but got her voicemail. She was in Aruba with her parents. I sent her an email; I had to talk to someone. I told her that Trent and I were over, that he felt that I had lied to him and he could not trust me. I needed to talk to someone but all the girls were away for break and Mom and Susan had heard it all.

The day after we got home Mom came up to my room and told me that she had spoken the Heather and Jason. She gave them a brief rundown of what happened and what Trent had said. They told her that he had already called them. They read him the riot act about not telling anyone. The threats they used must have touched a nerve, because he promised not to out me at school. They would be back the weekend before school started and wanted us to come over to discuss this. I flatly refused. It would be bad enough having to face Trent at school Monday without having to deal with him on the weekend.

I kept my cell phone off and locked myself in my room until school started. I was more concerned with how the following week at school was going to go. I knew that the story of our break up would be the top gossip before homeroom started, and I tried to come up with an excuse, but nothing came to mind.

Monday came and I found myself even more afraid of school than I had been the first day. I made it to the senior parking lot and then to my locker before anyone else showed up. I was sitting in homeroom when Candy found me.

"What happened?" She demanded before she even sat down.

"Nothing, Trent and I just decided to see other people."

"Yeah, he gave me that line shit too, now tell me the truth."

"We broke up over break. That is all there is too it." I said, fighting back the tears.

"And now you are in mourning?" Candy asked.

She was right, I was in all dark colours, I had not done my makeup and I was sure that my hair looked like hell. She grabbed my hand and dragged me off to the bathroom and cleaned me up. She pulled my hair back in a pony tail and applied a little makeup. I would not let her go too far, I was in mourning, my life was over.

"You don't want Trent to see you looking like this." She said confidently. "You have to look like you are moving on if you want to make him realize how he feels about you."

"I know how he feels." I said listlessly. "He hates me."

"No he doesn't. He is just confused. What do you expect, he is a guy. They never get anything right."

"He was right this time. I am a freak."

"Did he call you that?" She snarled.

"No, but that is how he felt, and he is right." I turned and left the bathroom and wandered back to class, just in time for homeroom. Trent was in the same class; he walked in and sat down without even looking at me. I did my best, but I was crushed all through class. After the bell, he came up to me and said that we need to talk for a minute, before Candy could say anything, I agreed and we went out into the hall.

"Listen Janie, I know that everyone knows we broke up and I thought that we should get our story straight. I won't tell anyone your secret. I think that we should just say that we had a fight and broke up."

"Okay." I replied, not looking at him.

"I think that we should say that we fought about going all the way." He said stonily.

"Okay."

"Fine" and he turned and left.

I gathered up my thoughts and wandered off to my next class. The next two weeks were horrible. I felt like I was back at Crawford. I spoke to no one, I dropped the cheer squad, not that there was much going on. Candy spoke to Coach Jacobs and they left me alone, but kept my place on the squad. I threw myself into my photography, but my pictures took on a much darker tone. I switched my camera to black and white and then to sepia. I shot the most stark things and people I could. I focused on the darker side of life, trash in an alley, junk yards, anything I could think of to show how people abandoned things, which was how I was feeling.

I finished my portfolio just in time and Mom and Susan demanded to see it. I showed them a slide show presentation and they were dismayed at the dark direction I had taken. I burned it to a disk and submitted it with no happy smiling pictures. I wanted this portfolio to show the depressed way I felt. What I didn't know at the time was Mom slipped a second disk in to my submission before she mailed it. That one contained the first portfolio I created with all the upbeat pictures and my fashion show.

I settled down to wait to hear from UCLA and tried to get back to life. One good thing about a teenage love life, it rebounds whether you want it to or not. After almost a month I found myself drifting back in with people. I started to eat in the cafeteria again; Candy dragged me back to the squad and swim practice. In fact I was spending more time in the pool than anywhere else. All January I would skip lunch and do lengths and then go back after school often staying until after seven. That was where Coach Jacobs found me on a Friday night. I was lost in my rhythm driving myself back and forth along the pool when just before I was about to do my turn, a body appeared in front of me, stopping me short.

"Out of the pool kid," Jacobs said sharply when I surfaced in front of her. "We need to talk." She climbed out of the pool and grabbed a towel. I followed meekly, afraid of what was going to happen. Wrapped in a towel, she led me to her office and pointed to the hard plastic chair before her desk. Leaning on the credenza behind her desk was Coach Whithers. He pulled her chair out for her and Jacobs sat stiffly.

"All right, what the hell is going on?" She demanded. "Both you and Trent have been walking around here with your faces tripping you."

"We broke up." I said quietly.

"We know," Coach Whithers said a little more calmly. "The whole school knows. But that is not the question. What is going on? You are living in the pool doing more lengths than an Olympic athlete, and Trent has almost moved into the weight room. He barely comes out for classes. Now I like to see my people in shape, but you two are going to hurt yourselves if you keep this up."

"We broke up." I repeated lamely. Helen came around and crouched before me. 

"Janie, it's us. You can tell us the truth. What happened?"

"I told Trent the truth over break. He said that I lied to him to trick him. I think it may have touched a nerve with him about people using him. With his parents being so rich and powerful, you know how it can be."

"Yes, we understand that, but you have to talk to him and clear this up." Jim said.

"I can't, he won't talk to me." I said, "I have tried to talk to him, but he won't even look at me." 

"I have tried to talk to him, but he just keeps doing reps until I leave." Jim said. 

"Just let it be." I said. "I have to learn to stand on my own feet. I have been alone before in school, it is no big deal."

"Yes it is." Helen said. "You still have us, you are not alone. You have the girls on the squad and I think that you could have your choice of the football team."

"I don't want anybody." I said fiercely. "I can't handle anymore rejection."

"Then just start being yourself again."

"I am trying."

"Bullshit." Jim said sharply. Both Helen and I looked up surprised. "You are nothing like the fun loving and energetic cheerleader that got us together. You are the most depressed person I have seen in my life, and I have been teaching for a long time. Now get your shit together Holcombe."




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 08



I sat back in shock that he would speak to me like that. I could tell that Helen was just as surprised but before she could say anything I realized that he was right. I had been pouting and depressed since Christmas and now it was time to move on. A month of mourning a lost boyfriend was enough. I still loved Trent, but if he did not want me, then I would have to move on.

I thanked them both for their concern and left before anything else could come up. I thought that they had something else that they wanted to tell me, but I had to get out of there. I made it home quickly and found a letter waiting for me. It was my passport. The sight of it reminded me that I had tickets for a cruise with Trent over March break. I went to Mom and told her that my passport had come in and that we had to return the cruise tickets.

"Don't worry about it." She told me, "I spoke to Heather and Jason as soon as they came back and it is all straightened out. They understand, but you are still going on a cruise."

"I can't go on a cruise with Trent; he hates me for lying to him."

"He doesn't hate you, he is just upset, and did I say anything about Trent. The three of us are going on a cruise together over March break. I have spoken to Jason's travel agent and she got us a great deal. Now get to your homework." I went up to my room pondering what Mom was up to. I did not feel like a cruise, but if she had already paid for it, and from the sounds of it she had, then I figured that I had to go.

The Valentine's Day dance rolled around and I was completely against going when Peter from computer class asked if I would go with him. I could tell that he had really worked his courage up to even ask me, and when I paused he added that it would just be as friends. I agreed. Mom and Susan were happy that I was getting back into the dating scene, but my heart just wasn't in it.

Candy convinced me to go all out; Peter was kind of cute, tall, skinny, dark haired and completely brilliant. All of the girls on the squad agreed to wear red to the dance, and Candy dragged me dress shopping. I got a red version of a little black dress, spaghetti straps, mid thigh and very form fitting. Red stockings and garters and five inch heels and I was ready to go. My blonde hair was pulled back into a braid that hung down my back.

Peter picked me up in his father's car, a Toyota corolla, he spent the afternoon cleaning it and I was pleased that he thought I was worth the effort. The dance was alright, but not great, Peter was a good dancer, and very attentive, but I just could not get into it. Trent showed up with Barb from the squad, and when Candy and I were in the ladies room, she came over and told me to my face that they were only there as friends, that he was still pining for me.

"You need to talk to him." She said as she checked her makeup.

"I have tried, I tried yesterday and he wouldn't even look at me." I replied.

"Well, don't leave it too long, or it will get worse." She said as she breezed out of the ladies room.

Peter took me home at the end of the dance and walked me to the front door. I moved to kiss him on the cheek and he stepped back and offered me his hand.

"Thanks for a great night Janie." He said smiling.

"I am sorry I was so down all night."

"No, I understand. You still love Trent." He said softly. "He still loves you, I could tell by the way he glared at me every time I touched you or we danced."

"I hope he didn't say anything." 

"No, just dirty looks, besides, since you came with me tonight, I had three other girls ask me if we were dating. When I said no, their eyes lit up. Thanks." He shook my hand and left. I went inside bewildered.

March break rolled around and I found myself on an airplane to Florida. Mom Susan and I had gone all out, first class all the way. I had not seen the tickets, and was shocked to be led into first class on the airplane and then at the boarding, we were whisked to one side and boarded before I knew what was happening. 

We made our way up to the Resort deck and found the party in full swing. We were not allowed into our cabins yet, but Mom handed me a key card and said that we would be allowed in before departure. We had to do a life boat drill before we could undock, but the rooms were not ready yet. Susan steered me into the line at the grill and we got something to eat while Mom got us all drinks.

After finishing my burger an announcement was made that everyone was aboard and that we should go to our cabins to get ready for the life boat drill. We headed down one deck and Mom and Susan stopped at one door and said that I was in the room across the hall. 

"I thought that we were all in the same room." I said.

"No, only double occupancy. You have the room across the way." Mom said closing the door.

I stepped over and opened the door. The room was magnificent, floor to ceiling windows, balcony, separate sitting room and Trent standing in middle of the room looking as shocked as I felt.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 09



I stood in the door in shock, staring at Trent and he looked back at me just as stunned.

"What are you...?"

The bedroom door opened and a man in a white uniform came out.

"Oh good, you have arrived." He said looking back and forth between Trent and me. "My name is Paul and I am your concierge. I am at the disposal of you and your wife during your voyage. Your luggage has been delivered and I have taken the liberty of unpacking. Mr. McKabe, your clothing is in the right hand side of the bureau and Ms. Holcombe, yours is in the left. Your toiletries are sorted in the bathroom; your formal wear is hanging in the closet. There is a pillow menu on each night stand. The champagne is chilling and I can open it as soon as the Captain clears us from the lifeboat drill. It starts in about 5 minutes so I suggest that you get your lifejackets on, they are in the closet on the top shelf. I will be back in a few minutes when the lifeboat drill starts. Excuse me." He stepped out and closed the door softly behind himself.

I stood still, staring at Trent, I barely heard what the guy said as he was leaving, but I caught wife. 

"What is going on?" I asked softly.

"What are you doing here?" Trent demanded.

"This is my cabin."

"No, this is my cabin." He replied heatedly. "Mom and Dad are across the hall."

"So are Mom and Susan." I said the light dawning. "We have been set up."

"No, you have. I am not having you in my cabin. Get out." He turned his back to me and looked out the window. 

I turned and left the room. I stormed across the hall and pounded on Mom's door.

"Yes, oh Janie, come in dear." It was Heather McKabe. "Your mom is changing and will be out in a moment. Shouldn't you be getting ready for the lifeboat drill? We can't undock until it is complete."

I went right past her without a word and into the bedroom.

"Mom, why is Trent in my cabin? I demanded.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, you and he are using the tickets you got for Christmas. Heather and Jason could not get their money back, so we talked about it and decided that you two should still go on the cruise rather than waste the money. We decided that we would join you to help keep the peace."

"I can't sleep in the same cabin with him." I shouted. "We broke up and he hates me."

"There is a pull out bed in the living room. You can sleep there." Mom said opening the bedroom door and stepping out into the other room where Heather was waiting.

"Oh Karen I forgot to tell you." Heather said, hearing Mom's comment. "We got a message as we boarded, they had to remove them from these cabins, some problem with the mattresses."

"You mean I have to sleep with him." I screamed. "Isn't there another cabin I could use?"

"Janie, the ship is fully booked for March break." Mom said. "Plus that would be far too expensive. You will have to make do with the cabin you have."

"But they think we are married." 

"Oh, that was our fault." Heather said. "When we booked the cruise, our travel agent booked you as a married couple for a better rate. By the time we found out, it was too late to change the tickets. Now I will go and speak to Trent, Janie come with me."

"But...but." I sputtered. Mom pushed me out of the door and across the cabin. Heather already had the door open as was talking to Trent. She gave him the same story she gave me, and put him in his place. 

"I will sleep in your cabin." Trent finally said.

"No, there is no place for you." Heather said. "Plus the manifest states that you are a couple. The concierge would be very curious should you not be sleeping together. Questions would be asked. Now get your lifejackets on, that was the horn meaning lifeboat drill."

Sure enough, the loud horn was followed by the Captain's voice over the p.a. system. We were told to get our lifejackets and proceed to our muster stations. Ours was on the resort deck, right by the elevator. From there we were moved down to the Entertainment deck and stationed by our lifeboat. Once there we waited for about fifteen minutes while the ship was checked and a headcount done. Once the captain and the port authorities and the coast guard and the President for all I know, were satisfied, we were dismissed and told to go back to our cabins, put away our lifejackets and proceed to the upper decks for the cast off party. Trent ignored me the entire time.

We dropped off our jackets and I went into the bedroom to change. Trent grabbed his shorts, shirt and shoes, dressed in the living room and was out the door before I could blink. I was still hurt he was treating me this way, but I would have an entire week to work on him. He would have to speak to me sooner or later. I decided to look around the suite before heading out. I changed into my swimsuit, a black string bikini, and high heel sandals, put on a beach-wrap and started to wander.

The room was much larger than I thought possible. There was a dining room table beside the living room area. The living room had a full sofa and a love seat. There was a large flat screen TV mounted on the wall between the bedroom and living room, with a mini-bar beneath it and a menu for room service on top. There was a queen size bed in a separate bedroom, a powder room right behind the main door, a full bathroom off the bedroom. The bathroom had a full tub and shower stall. I wandered out on to the veranda thru the sliding glass doors; there was a whirlpool out there with two lounge chairs for tanning. We were on the left side of the ship, whatever nautical term that is, and I could see the beach from the veranda. I never had to leave the suite if I didn't want to. I had everything here.

I made my way up to the resort deck and wandered around. The party was in full swing and I could feel the ship starting to move. I looked out the window and saw the party on the beach; everyone was waving at the ship. I went up one more deck and leaned on the railing, not that they could see me, but I waved back. As much as I was enjoying the idea of the cruise, at that moment, I would have given almost anything to be on the beach partying and waving goodbye to Trent and everyone else. A hand brushed my back and I turned to see Jason standing behind me.

"Hello beautiful, fool around on the first date?" He asked me smiling.

"Hey handsome, only if the guy is as cute as you are," I replied.

"How are you doing Janie?"

"Terrible Jason, how are you?"

"I will be better once that dumb son of mine gets his act together and realizes that you are the best person he could possibly hope to ever meet."

"It is not his fault, it's mine. I'm the one who lied to him."

"Yes, but you had a good reason, and he does not need to hold onto a grudge until it dies of old age," Jason said sternly. "He gets that trait from his mother I am afraid. I am much more easy going."

"Yeah, sure," I said. "I have seen all the articles in the press about your sweet gentle forgiving nature."

He actually blushed. "You can't believe everything you read." He said lamely.

"Jason, I know you could not have built such a strong successful company by being a pushover."

"See, I knew that you were brilliant as well as beautiful. You want a job?"

I laughed at him. "I think I need to finish school before I start work."

"I meant for the summer." He said laughing with me. He turned and started to walk, I followed him. "Some real live business experience would look good on your resume when you graduate. Plus I like having people around me who aren't afraid to tell the truth and face the consequences."

"I will let you know." I told him and let the matter drop. Jason steered me over to the bar. He ordered a scotch and I had a soda.

"You can drink you know." He told me. "On board ship the drinking age is eighteen."

"I know, but I don't drink much. Not enough body to hold it and I think getting tanked and puking on the deck the first ten minutes of the cruise would not be a good idea."

"Good thinking." He smiled at me.

"Are you trying to pick up my husband you little hussy." Heather approached with a big smile on her face and an even bigger drink.

"Actually," I responded, "he is trying to hire me for his business." I slipped off my stool and hugged her. "Thanks again for the trip and I'm sorry for how I acted earlier."

"Don't worry about it sweetie. I understand. If Trent had spoken to me like that I would have tanned his hide. Now, come and get some sun." She dragged me away from the bar but before we could sit down on the lounge chairs, Mom and Susan came up and pulled me into the crowd of dancing people. The rest of the day was spent dancing and partying with the rest of the passengers. Heather taught me the secret of avoiding sea sickness; keep something solid in your stomach. Anytime I stated to feel a little queasy, rather than take a pill, or fool with wrist bands, I went to the buffet and had a small slice of bread, a small roll, some fruit or a slice of pizza, anything that was solid to give my stomach something to work on. At around six I excused myself and headed back to our cabin.

I went in and found an open bottle of white wine chilling in an ice bucket with a note beside it and a plate of hors d'oeuvres. The note was addressed to Trent from Paul:

Mr. McKabe:

We are unable to accommodate your request to separate the bed into twins. That is not possible in these suites. Also, your information is correct about the sleeper sofa, it has been temporarily replaced due to a problem with the mattresses. Please accept this bottle of wine as a token of our regrets.

Paul. 

I was furious. He had tried to have the bed separated without even talking to me. Granted I did not want to sleep with him at that time anyway, but he could have at least discussed it with me first. I checked the rest of the suite to make sure that I was alone and quickly stripped off my clothes. I removed my vagina and poured myself a half glass of wine. I topped it off with club soda from the mini bar and walked naked out to the veranda and climbed into the whirlpool.

I soaked and watched the ocean glide past the ship, leaving the tub only to refill my glass. I took it easy on the wine, dinking mostly the soda, but I did kill the hors d'oeuvres It felt so good to be free for a change. This was the first time I had been out of my vagina for any length of time. I preferred it on to help with the hang of my clothes, but it felt good to let my clit go free. I lost track of time when I heard the door open and footsteps in the cabin.

"Who's there?" I called out, suddenly feeling afraid that Paul was in the suite.

"Me," Trent grunted, "your roommate."

Fine, if that is how he wanted to play it.

"Well roomie, Paul left you a note, they can't separate the bed, and the sleeper sofa was removed. He did leave a nice bottle of wine to say sorry."

Trent stepped out on to the balcony, and tossed my clothes and vagina at me. "Put these on."

"Excuse me?"

"Put that fake pussy on and get dressed. I don't want to see you naked or without that on. At least appear to be a female if you can." 

Now I was really mad.

"Oh really," I said standing up. "Just who the hell do you think you are ordering me about? You don't think I look enough like a woman? You did not seem to mind at the movies, or the dances, or all the times I sucked your cock, or you fucked my ass." I was standing in the whirlpool naked as ever and I noticed that his eyes still drifted down my body. He glanced at my clit and then stared at it. "Like it?"

"You disgust me." He said turning to leave.

"I disgust you," I snarled, "at least I am not afraid to admit what I am." He actually paused at that comment and then left the veranda. I heard the front door to our cabin slam and sat down to cry again. I had had the perfect opportunity to fix things between us and I had let it get away. I don't know how long I sat there sobbing but when I looked up Susan was sitting in one of the lounge chairs.

"Feel better?" She asked softly.

"No."

"Well you should."

"Why?"

"I was there when Trent told his parents about your little fight, and if what he said is true then you should be proud for standing up to him. Now clean up. Dinner is in thirty minutes and I'll be damned if he keeps you away from that because he is being a jerk."

Susan pulled me out of the tub and led me into the bathroom. She just pushed me into the shower and left me there. I stood still for a bit, thinking, and then it came to me. I was wasting my time. I was on a beautiful cruise ship on a wonderful vacation. If Trent didn't want me, then I didn't want him, for the rest of the cruise it was just as he said, we were roommates. I gave myself a complete cleaning, inside and out and then stepped out into the bedroom. Susan had laid out my clothes for dinner. Our first night was semi-formal; the two formal nights were the only two days were fully at sea with no port calls. The dress was an above the knee length, cross back knit tank dress with a v neck and cross back straps in royal blue. For underwear she left me a baby rib thong in blue. My shoes were strappy sandal in black with a 4 inch stiletto heel. Obviously Susan was trying to make a statement.

We had the late seating for dinner, eight o'clock. I made my way down to the main dining room. The rest of families were waiting by the closed door. They were still cleaning up from the first seating. Trent was in a nice suit as was Jason. Heather wore a Viscose long scoop black dress with a deep V back and happy bow peep toe sling four inch heels. Mom was in a thigh length knit pencil dress in light pink and matching two inch heels. Susan wore a striped cotton spandex jersey scoop back mini dress. The five inch black kutie knot platform pumps completed her outfit.

The doors were still closed as the dinning room staff cleared up from the early sitting. We milled around and talked, Jason made sure that I was included in the conversation, Trent stayed on the other side of the corridor, shooting me dirty looks. The doors opened after about five minutes and the staff started seating the large crowd. 

Our table sat ten people and we took one side and both ends. Jason sat at the head, Heather on his right, then Mom, me, Susan and then Trent at the foot, he refused to be seated next to me. We sat and talked quietly for a while until a family of four was led over to the table. The father introduced himself and the rest of the family. 

"Hello everyone, I'm Kevin Bailey, this is my wife Jennifer, and our twins, Adam and Anna." Kevin was a tall man, blonde haired and blue eyed, as was his wife and both children. Jennifer was about forty or forty five, about five foot six and well proportioned. Anna was a younger looking version of her mother, the same heart shaped face, same height and the same dimples in her smile. Adam was about six foot two, broad and looked to be in excellent condition. One could see the family resemblance between them.

Kevin seated Jennifer and then took the seat next to Jason. Adam sat Anna across from Susan and beside Trent and then took the seat directly across from me. He reached over and took my hand and introduced himself to me personally. 

"Hi, I'm Adam Bailey, very pleased to meet you."

"I'm Janie Holcomb. The pleasure is all mine. This is my sister Susan, and my mother Karen." I replied indicating my family. Adam nodded politely at each of them and then looked back at me.

"This is quite a ship. Have you had a chance to take a look around yet?"

"No, we spent most of the day on the resort deck with the departure party. Have you seen the ship?"

"Yes, I wandered around a little right after we cast off. I would love to show you around after dinner."

I was about to say no when I felt a kick under the table, two actually, one on each side of me. I got the hint.

"I would love to." I smiled at him.

"Perfect," Adam replied. "Have you had a chance to look over the menu yet?"

"No, we just sat down." I picked up the menu and hid behind it trying to regain my composure. For some reason, Adam made me feel a little light headed. I read over the board of fare and decided on a light salad and small piece of fish, from the looks of the menu on board, this cruise was going to go straight to my hips.

Dinner was wonderful. The grown-ups sat at their end of the table and talked business and world events, us kids talked schools and movies. Trent only had eyes for Anna and ignored everyone else. Anna just lapped it up. Adam, when he noticed that Susan was effectively being shut out of the conversation immediately turned to her and brought her into our discussion. The looks he shot Trent went completely unnoticed, but every time Anna tried to talk to Susan, Trent would pull her attention back to himself.

After dinner, Adam stood and offered me his hand. I stood and looked questioningly at Susan and when Adam offered his other hand to her, she politely declined. Saying that she had already made plans to meet a guy she had met earlier, Susan excused herself and headed directly to Promenade deck to the night club. Adam and I left, me holding his left arm, ever the gentleman, at the door I looked back and saw Trent glaring at me, I blew him a kiss. Adam led me around the ship, pointing out different areas, clubs, the theatre, casino, bars, restaurants, shops and salons. I realized that I could spend the rest of my life on this ship and never have to leave. It held anything anyone could ever want or need. He showed me the safety features, extra life rafts, safety doors, smoke detectors, everything to make me feel more secure. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I felt perfectly safe already, he seemed so happy to show me how safe and modern the ship was.

We ended up in the small club on the Entertainment deck called Michael's. They played soft jazz and had a very intimate atmosphere. We talked about everything and nothing. I told him all about me and Trent, not a good move on the first date, but I wanted him to know what was going on. Adam assured me that he was not looking for a shipboard romance, he wanted to have some fun and laughs, but would not take it any further. I relaxed at this, but could not help feeling a little disappointed.

Finally the bar closed and they kicked us out. We wandered a little more about the ship, noting that almost everything was closed; I was shocked to see that it was two in the morning. Adam escorted me back to my cabin and stopped short at the door.

"We have to find you someplace else to stay tonight." He said darkly.

"What is it?" 

"The tie on the door handle, standard sign that I guy does not want his roommate coming in. I would say that Trent has a girl in there and does not want to be interrupted."

I looked down and sure enough, Trent's tie hung on the door handle. I was instantly furious, not jealous, at least not much, but furious that he would do that and lock me out. I tried my key card but Trent had bolted the door from the inside and I couldn't get in.

"I think he is in there with Anna." Adam said sadly. "If he hurts her I'll..."

"He won't hurt her, he is not like that." I assured him.

"He hurt you." Adam said with finality. "Come on, you can sleep in my cabin. We have the two Penthouse suites next door." Adam led me down the corridor and across to another cabin, opened it with his card key and we stepped inside. It was huge, right down to the baby grand piano. Adam pointed me to the bedroom and pushed me in the small of my back.

"Go, you crash in the bedroom; I will sleep on the sofa." 

"I can't do that, this is your room, plus I will fit on the sofa better than you."

"No, the lady gets the bedroom." Adam said firmly.

"Well, we could share the bed, if you promise to behave yourself." I said softly.

"No you can't, I am not sharing my bed with my brother," came a voice from the bedroom door. We both turned to see Anna standing in the doorway, dressed in a shorty nightie rubbing her eyes. "What are the two of you doing here?"




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 09



"What are you doing here?" Adam asked back. "The last time we saw you, you and Trent looked joined at the hip."

"That was before he saw the two of you leave arm in arm. After that he started drinking. Finally after the fourth double martini I had enough. He was loaded so I dragged him back to his cabin and dumped him on the bed and came home. Now answer my question, what are the two of you doing here?"

"Well we saw the tie on the door knob at Janie's cabin, so we figured that Trent had yo... someone in there with him. So I brought Janie here to spend the night."

"Trust me; there is no one in there with him. He was passed out about two hours ago when I left him." Anna said.

"Then who put the tie on the door?" I asked.

"Trent did probably after I left, most likely when he got up to puke." Adam said, "Just something to piss you off."

"Well, it worked." I replied.

"Only if you let it get to you." Anna said with a smile. "Imagine how it will be in the morning, when you show up all rested and relaxed and he is nursing the hangover from hell. Now come on, I think I have something for you to wear to bed. Sorry Adam, but ladies only." 

Anna laughed as Adam stopped walking towards the bedroom. She closed the door once we were both inside, only to open it again and toss his shorts and T-shirt out to him.

"Don't worry the couch folds out and the blankets are in the closet."

"No, the couch doesn't fold out. They pulled all of those couches because of some problem with the mattresses."

"He will be fine on the sofa anyway." Anna said smiling while she dug through her closet. Pulling out a pair of her panties and a long cotton shirt, she said. "You can sleep in these."

I went into the bathroom, took care of everything and changed into the shirt, but left my panties on. Anna's wouldn't fit me. I came out to see her pulling the bed covers down.

"I really can sleep on the sofa..." I tried one last time.

"I won't hear of it. You are our guest, that means that you get the bed and that big goof brother of mine gets the sofa. Now come here and get into bed."

I climbed up with her and she pulled the blankets over us. I lay down and Anna turned out the lights. With a "sleep well" she was gone again. I lay there staring at the ceiling wondering about the next day and what I was going to do with Trent over locking me out. I did agree with Anna that he would suffer and I figured out a few things to do to him to drive the point home. I would discuss it with Anna in the morning. With a satisfied smile on my face over my upcoming revenge, I drifted off to sleep.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 10



My eyes opened the next morning and I was a being held in someone's arms, I felt very safe and secure. For a second, until the cobwebs cleared, I thought it was Trent holding me in our bed in our cabin. Then I felt the soft breasts pressing into my back and I remembered where I was. I was sharing a bed with Anna, the daughter of the family we had dinner with last night. The memories of what happened came back to me and I tensed up, angry.

Anna was spooned up behind me and had her arm over my mid section. There was nothing erotic or romantic about it, just someone cuddling someone else. I felt myself start to relax; it was that movement in my muscles that caused Anna to stir.

"Hi," she said sleepily. 

"Hi yourself," I responded.

"Sorry about that," Anna said as she withdrew her arm, "I tend to do that in bed with anyone."

"I am not complaining. It is a nice way to wake up." I reassured her.

"Good," Anna said looking sheepish, "how about breakfast?"

"Not yet, I need to get changed first."

There was a knock on the door and Adam's voice carried through the wood. "You decent?"

"No, but give us a minute to take our clothes off." Anna said, laughing as she got up and unlocked the bedroom door.

Adam stepped in and carried a tray with a tea service on it.

"I hope you like tea Janie." He said, pouring.

"Yes, in fact I prefer it."

We sat on the bed and talked. Mostly we made plans for the day. We were at sea all day and would not dock until the next morning. Anna disappeared for a few minutes and returned saying that she tested my key and the door opened fine. Trent must have gone out.

"No," Adam said, "I called the concierge and asked him to unlock it for you. I said that Trent must have flipped the lock by accident and locked you out."

"Thank you for your discretion." I told him colouring slightly.

"No problem. Now, why don't you get changed and we can go get breakfast."

"Great idea, but I need to work out before I eat." I said. "I am determined to go back to school ready to start cheering again and this cruise food is not going to help that."

"Good plan, in fact I will join you." Anna said, and Adam nodded.

I slipped across the hall and into my cabin. Sure enough Trent was sawing logs in the bedroom. I tossed his tie on the dresser and grabbed my workout leotard, pink with white accents, my leggings, and white running shoes and headed for the fitness center. Adam and Anna were coming out the door at the same time, both wearing the same evil smiles.

There was a yoga class just starting and a Pilates' class right after. Anna and I spent the next ninety minutes stretching and working our muscles, I occasionally shot glances at Adam as he went from the stationary bike to the fitness machines and then cooled down on the treadmill. I almost killed myself watching him on the bench press and upper body machines. As we were walking back to our rooms Anna told me of their plan to teach Trent a lesson about locking me out last night. It was wonderfully simple, yet infinitely devious. I agreed and we went into our cabins to shower and clean up and agreed to meet in the corridor in thirty minutes. Fortunately Trent was nowhere to be seen when I went to clean up.

True to their words, both Anna and Adam were waiting for me when I came out ready for breakfast. We made our way up to the Lido deck and the café there. Sure enough, we spotted Trent sitting alone at a table for four, looking like a vulture with a headache and nursing a cup of coffee. I got my breakfast, cereal and fruit, milk and yogurt and headed for the table. I dropped my tray loudly on the table and got a very dirty look once his head stopped ringing.

"Good morning Trent, isn't it a beautiful day at sea?" I gushed all over him as I sat down at the opposite corner. He was against the window and I took the aisle seat. I got a grunt for a response.

"Did you have a good time last night? I did not see you after dinner."

Grunt.

"Well the only reason I ask is that I spoke to Anna this morning and..." I was interrupted by another tray dropping even louder on the table. Adam had joined us and sat down next to me.

"Good morning my sweet," he said as he leaned in and kissed me on mouth. No tongues were involved, but he spent the next minute or so pressing his lips to mine. I almost swooned.

"Good morning Adam." I replied when he let me up for air. "Did you sleep well?"

"Not a wink, as you well know." He responded grinning at me. "Morning Trent, you look like death warmed over, hard night?"

"Well as a matter of fact..." Trent whispered only to be interrupted by a third tray making even more noise.

"Good morning all." Anna said cheerfully. She leaned over the table and kissed her brother, not the usual way a sister kisses a brother, but they did not get too out of hand. Then she turned to me. "Good morning Darling" and she kissed me. This girl could give lessons, she had me panting in seconds and I had to hold onto the table to keep from grabbing her. She pulled back only far enough to let Trent see our tongues entwined and then kissed me again. Anna broke the kiss and smiled as she sat down. "You taste just as sweet as last night. Hi Trent, feeling better?"

Trent sat there open mouthed and decidedly green. He looked like he was gonna feint and Anna pushed the last button that he had.

"You okay, you look a little pale. You should eat something. Here, I got you a plate." She slid a dinner plate in front of him and I almost got sick looking at it. Anna had got him runny scrambled eggs, burnt toast, half cooked bacon and the coffee smelled as though it was used to clean the engines. Trent lasted all of five seconds before he jumped up and dashed to the door, holding a hand over his mouth. We all laughed and Anna picked up the plate and tossed the food away.

"That will keep him guessing, and teach him a lesson." Adam said firmly. We all laughed and started to eat as the chair that Trent vacated was pulled back and Jason sat down looking stern. We looked up and saw that we were surrounded by parents.

"All right, what was that all about?" Jason demanded. "We saw your little display from across the room."

Looking guilty, I explained about Trent locking me out last night. Anna told them of how he got drunk after seeing Adam and me going off after dinner. Adam piped in and finished the rest of the story, how he took me back to their room, I slept with Anna and he figured out a way to teach Trent a lesson. By the time we finished, there were smiles all around.

"Well, if that doesn't get him off his high horse, then I will have to talk to him." Jason said with a grin.

"No," I said firmly. "This is between him and me. I don't want anyone to say anything to him."

"Are you sure," Heather asked softly.

"Yes, if he won't accept me as I am, then I will find someone who will."

There were looks of confusion from Adam, Anna and their parents, so I launched into my pre-planned speech about wanting to remain a virgin. Kevin and Jennifer smiled approvingly and looked sharply at Anna, who promptly ignored them.

We finished breakfast and Mom grabbed me and dragged me off to the front of the ship. Jennifer had Anna in tow and Heather and Susan completed the party. Heather waved at Jason and said that we were having a girls' day at sea and would see them at dinner. I started to protest, but Mom gave me a look and I stopped talking quickly. We ended up outside the ship's theatre at the very front. The movement of the ship was much more pronounced here, anyone putting on a show would be hard pressed to keep their feet under them.

There was a table set up and a woman selling books about two to three inches thick. Mom walked right up and grabbed six. She handed her room card over and the lady ran it through before handing it back. Mom handed them out and we went directly into the theatre. We found seats about half way to the stage and Mom handed out the books.

They were filled with coupons for the stores all over the world. I asked Mom what was up and she said just wait and see. Since I could not get any more information and Anna seemed as lost as I was, we flipped through the books as the theatre filled around us. I stopped flipping and started reading and noticed that several of the coupons were for free items.

After about fifteen minutes a woman appeared on the stage, wearing the uniform of one of the ships staff. She introduced herself as the ships shopping consultant and for the next forty five minutes explained how and where to get the best items. Each port we were headed to had its own specific items to look for. One was for jewelry, one camera's and electronics, one for alcohol. She gave us tips on how to shop, where to shop and where to avoid. She explained the books and how to get the most out of them, including all the free items from the ports we were going to. The book was good for a year and could be used anywhere in the world. It was more than worth the thirty dollars Mom paid.

We left the seminar talking about the stores and ports that we would be at starting the next day. We headed to the elevators and went up to our deck and to our cabins with instructions to change to bathing suits and be back in ten minutes. We all made the required time and headed to the pool on the deck above. We swam and hot tubbed for about an hour and then the Moms lead us down to the spa at the rear of the ship on the same deck.

We were welcomed with open arms and were whisked away to be completely pampered. We emerged about five hours later, massaged, facialed, manicured, pedicured, relaxed and hair done in time to return to our cabins to dress for dinner. I got the full body massage and a body wrap, the mud facial felt nasty, but did the job. I even got special nail polish that changed colour in sunlight.

Since this was a full day at sea, it was a formal dinner. I dressed in a strapless little black dress, with a beaded sweetheart neck line; no stockings and open toed knot sling back black four inch heels.

Anna wore a one shoulder little black dress with a rosette on the shoulder and a ruffled body. Her shoes were a platform sandal with a four inch heel. Susan wore a pleated waist rhinestone bow floor length gown in red with spaghetti straps. Mom was dressed in a one shoulder fitted floor length gown in dove grey. Heather was in a strapless pleated floor length brooch in white with matching heels. Jennifer had on a classic A-line mid length formal in blue. To say that we were all looking incredibly hot would be a classic understatement.

We took the elevator down to the promenade deck and headed through the casino to the main dining room. One the way through I found a token on the floor and fed it into a slot machine and pushed the button. I was about to keep on walking when the sirens went off. I thought that I was in trouble and was about to be busted for gambling under age, but I had just hit the jackpot. Mom stood beside me and made me wait while the manger came over and unlocked the machine. He checked the computer and announced that I had just won over five thousand dollars. 

They took me to the cashier and tried to get me to put the money on my stateroom account, but seeing the trouble I was having with Trent, I wanted cash. They pushed, but I was firm, and they paid me out in cash. It took about twenty minutes to get everything sorted out and we were almost late for dinner.

We met the guys at our table, all of them looked delicious in their tuxedo's, even Trent damn it. But we were seated attentively and ordered dinner. Shrimp cocktail, Caesar salad, marinated chicken breast, and I begged off of desert, but the cheese cake looked absolutely divine. Adam was ever the gentleman, and he seemed surprised that we could have spent all day in the spa. The boys spent the day shooting hoops, skeet shooting and golf driving on the after deck. It sounded like fun, but I think we had the better day.

After dinner Adam led me up to the Sky Observation lounge. It was a clear night and you could feel the slight motion of the ship but we lay on the lounges provided and watched the stars go by. I had never seen a night sky so clear and dark before. We could see every star in the heavens, or so it seemed. It was very romantic and I couldn't help but wish that I was sharing it with Trent.

Adam and I talked again about our goals and life plans. He was studying engineering and was looking at going into large civil projects, dams, highways, things like that. I told him that I was hoping to study photography and was waiting to hear from UCLA about going there. Adam said that I was certain to get in, which I thought was sweet, since he had not seen any of my work.

It was after one in the morning when Adam took me back to my cabin, this time the door was partial open, held that way by the security bolt. We went in and found Trent and Anna sitting at the table in the veranda, talking softly. We went over to them and I opened the sliding door to let them know that we were there. 

Both were drinking sodas, I figured Trent learned his lesson the night before. Anna invited us to join them and we sat on the other two chairs and talked for another hour before Adam said that he was going to bed. Anna joined him and left me and Trent alone on the balcony.

"Trent, we need to talk." I said softly.

"No, we don't." He replied tersely and headed back into our cabin. I followed him in, but he locked the bedroom door on me and I sat down on the sofa, getting ready to cry when the door opened and Trent reappeared in his shorts and made for the other sofa.

"I got the bed last night, so you can have it tonight. Sorry it won't be as fun as last night with those two, but at least you can get caught up on your sleep. Goodnight." 

Trent rolled over onto his side facing the back of the couch and ignored me. I sat there for a few minutes, and then stood to go to bed.

"Trent, I still need to discuss this with you. I want to explain everything to you. But I need you to meet me at least half way and listen."

He said nothing and I went into the bedroom, changed into my nightie, removed my vagina and went to bed. I made it a point to not lock the bedroom door. I spent the night staring at the ceiling and watching the waves out the window. By dawn I had got maybe two hour sleep and I was again on the balcony watching the sunrise. I was tempted to use the whirlpool, but decided against it. I heard the sliding door open behind me and Trent stood there dressed for the day, I was still in my nightie.

"Come in here, you must be frozen solid, you have been out here for over an hour." He ordered, I wanted to tell him to stuff it, but I was cold. He led me into the sitting room and wrapped a blanket around me and proceeded to serve me the breakfast that he had ordered. We ate without speaking and by the time we finished, the tension in the room was reaching the breaking point.

"Janie," Trent said finally, "I want to say something to you, but I have to say straight out with no interruptions."

"Okay," I replied meekly, I knew where this was going. He did not want anything to do with me.

"I need to apologize about how I have been acting and I don't really know how." My mouth dropped open and I almost said something, but Trent kept on talking. 

"I have been mad at myself and been taking it out on you." He continued. "Before I met you, I was the shallow, pathetic little rich boy that you see in all the movies. I won't make excuses about why I was that way, but it is how I was. I had gotten used to being careful about people who wanted to be my friend, with Dad being so rich I got a lot of people toadying up to me to curry favor with Dad. I learned early how to use that against people and it worked at keeping people at arm's length. My only true friend all these years has been Candy, she and I have been together since we were babies. Her Mom and mine went through school together.

"Anyway, I learned to use people and then dump them when I got what I wanted. Before we met, I was only interested in my car, football and getting laid. Then you strolled into my life. You are the first person I had ever met who treated me like you didn't know who my parents were. I couldn't get over the fact that you weren't swooning all over me. I was actually nervous when I asked you out. I didn't know what to do if you said no. No one ever turned me down for a date before and I was up all night worrying about what you would say.

"When you said yes, I thought my heart would burst. Then when I picked you up, you came down the stairs, you were a vision. I didn't think I was good enough for you. Then you handled my parents like you had known them for years. Nothing fazed you. You were more of an adult than anyone I had ever met.

"Then we were dating officially and I saw how you treated everyone else, even the school nerds, you got Candy and that guy Kevin together, I realized just how wonderful you were.

"When you told me you wanted to remain a virgin I accepted it without question, because I couldn't think of anything worse than taking that from you. You were always in control of every situation, so confident that it never occurred to me to try anything.

"When we were at the cottage and you came out in that bathing suit I was in shock. I had never seen anyone as beautiful as you were. Then you climbed into the hot tub and told me the truth and showed me that you were a guy. I didn't know what to say or do. I lost it.

"I reacted only on instinct. I forgot what a wonderful person and lover you were and thought only of the stigma attached to having sex and being in love with a guy. It came as such a shock that I wasn't thinking. I blamed you for the fact that you are who you are. I knew that I needed to get out of the cottage and think before I really did something stupid.

"When I was out driving around, I realized that it was the shock of what you had told me and shown me that had gotten to me. I understood why you lied to me, it makes sense, you didn't want anyone to know that about you. Then when I got back your Mom and Susan were there and it seemed that they were mad at me for the way I reacted to the news and that just got me madder, so I attacked you and threatened to out you at school. Susan put me in my place about that, not that I would have really said anything.

"Then she hit me with the point about my sexual orientation and being a homophobe. That really stopped me and made me think. I realized that she was partially right. I was being a homophobe, even though neither of us is gay, bi maybe, but not gay, since you are a girl. After you left, I thought about her comments and spent the rest of the time at the cottage and since then really thinking about what happened on our dates and when we had sex. 

"I loved the feel of your ass around my dick. I loved the feeling of you on top of me riding my cock till we both came. I loved the feeling of you sleeping next to me, waking up in the middle of the night to feel your warmth next to me. I even liked it when you shoved your finger up my ass or fed me my own cum. I think that was the biggest problem. The feeling that I should not have enjoyed that, which is what has been bothering me for the last few months.

"And then I saw you standing in the door of this cabin, looking beautiful, despite the shock of seeing me. I knew then that I loved you, and only you. I have been trying to get my courage up to tell you how I feel, but then you went off with Adam and I realized what I had lost, probably for ever. That is why I was so drunk the first night. I locked you out so that you would have an excuse to be with Adam and then I would be justified for how I felt. When I saw you the next morning and saw that the three of you spent the night together having sex, I was furious, and very hung over. I really did have to go be sick, but only because I had finally realized what I had lost.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 10



"When you came to dinner last night, looking like someone from a fashion magazine I fell in love with you all over again. I saw the woman that I loved, even though I knew that you were born a guy, I saw only a woman. I vowed to myself that I would do whatever it took to win you back from Adam. When you left with him after dinner I thought my chances were shot, at least until we got home, but when Anna and I went to the bar and I ordered soda, she realized that I was not going to be as bad as last night. She suggested that we go somewhere quiet and talk. I suggest the library, but she said to come here.

"We ordered soda and talked. She told me the truth about last night that you slept with her and Adam slept on the couch, that nothing happened and that you guys were trying to teach me a lesson. She told me about how she could see that I was still in love with you and that I had to get over the fact that you wanted to remain a virgin. I used that as the excuse for our fighting and breaking up, I didn't tell her the truth.

"I knew that she was right. I had to get over the fact that you have the same parts as me. I did mostly at dinner, but listening to Anna, I realized that I had accepted the fact that I do love you and that I need to be with you. The real you, in whatever way you want. Please forgive me."

Trent finished his sentence and came across the floor to kneel at my feet and bury his face in my lap. Even through the blanket, I could feel his tears, they matched my own. I had started to cry about halfway through his story and feeling him in my lap only made it worse.

I pulled him up and looked into his damp eyes and kissed him. He kissed me back with all the passion I remembered from our nights together, his arms locked around me and I wrapped myself around him as he stood up. Our kisses became more ardent as he walked into the bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed and pulled his shirt off. I threw the blanket off and made to remove my nightie when he stopped me. 

I was surprised as I assumed that he wanted to make love to me, I wanted him, but he only dropped his shorts, pulled back the sheets and climbed into bed with me, pulled me to his chest and kissed me again.

"I love you Janie."

"I love you Trent."

"Good, now let's get some sleep. I have already put the do not disturb sign on the door and the phones on private."

"But I thought you wanted to..."

"More than you know. But not right now." He replied with a smile. "Let's get some rest first. I want to be able to appreciate my love for you when we make love."

He kissed me once more and we snuggled down in the bed, drifting off contentedly together.

I awoke first; the clock radio said it was almost two in the afternoon. We still had about three hours until we docked at our first port, and I was still held in the comforting circle of Trent's arms. He was still on his back and my head was on his chest, his arm around my shoulder. I laid there for a few minutes just content to be near him again, then decided that enough was enough. I needed to have him.

I lifted the covers and found him hard and ready, I am so glad that guys get hard when they sleep. I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him and headed for the bathroom. I cleaned out my pussy and had a quick shower. I hopped it wouldn't wake him; I planned on doing that myself. I peeked out and he was still snoring softly when I got out of the shower. I dried off, brushed my hair and teeth and lubed up my pussy, I was going to give him the ride of his life.

I slipped back into bed, Trent only grunted at the shifting bed. I lay down beside him again and grasped his hard cock, stroking it gently. Trent murmured in his sleep and I felt him stiffen even more. He moaned something softly as I gripped his shaft and I could tell he was happy. I slid under the covers and took him into my mouth. It felt so good to have his dick in my mouth and I slobbered all over it. Not very lady like, I know but I wanted him wet and inside me. I could feel him twisting slightly and knew that he would wake very soon so I had to get going.

Slithering up his body like a snake a laid on top of him and guided his shaft into my aching hole. I had not had anything up there for weeks, but I still was able to take him slowly inside my body. The feeling of him slipping into me was the best thing I had ever felt, and I reveled in the sensation. Trent groaned and rocked his head from side to side as I took him into me. I got him fully seated in my pussy and relaxed on top of him. I wanted this to last.

He relaxed slightly and drifted back into his dream. I lay very still, but I still could not stop my muscles from rippling up and down his shaft. When I could not take the waiting anymore, I sat up and started to rock my pelvis on his. Trent started to moan again in his sleep, and I was thrilled when I heard him whisper my name. That was all I needed to kick into high gear.

I brought my feet up onto the bed and got off my knees. I wanted a wild ride and that is just what I gave him. I started moving up and down on his cock, twisting my hips on the way down. Trent started to thrust up to meet me and I saw that his eyes were still closed, but his hands came up to grip my waist. I started going even faster and making moans of my own, my head fell back and my eyes closed as I felt myself moving towards my own orgasm when Trent called me.

"Janie, what are you doing?" He said, very groggy.

"I thought it is obvious, I am raping you. Now shut up and fuck." I demanded bouncing even harder.

Trent reacted well, for someone brought out of a deep sleep; he tightened his grip around my waist and thrust even harder, while pulling me down more violently. The sound of our hips meeting were loud slaps of flesh on flesh, anyone listening would have thought that he was slapping me. I put an end to that thought with a scream.

"Yessssss, Fuck meeeeee hardddddeeeerrrrrrrrr." 

"Fuck me in my sleep will you," Trent yelled. "This will teach you a lesson." He flipped me over onto my back and was on top of me. He paused only long enough to put my legs over his shoulders, then he really started to pound me. He was moving me across the mattress with the urgency of his fucking. I could only groan and whimper beneath him. I was moving rapidly towards orgasm, only a few more strokes and I would cum when I felt a hand around my clit. My eyes flew open and I looked down to see Trent holding my clit and stroking it. That was the final straw, I screamed and came in the most satisfying orgasm of my life.

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHGGGGGOOOOODDDDDDDD." I shrieked as I went over the edge. My pussy locked around Trent, holding him prisoner and the added friction was all it took to make him cum. He froze, fully locked inside me and I felt his boiling cum shoot deep inside me. That pushed me even higher and I think I stopped breathing for a minute. I know I blacked out and would not be surprised if my heart stopped. I opened my eyes and saw a very worried Trent sitting next to me on the bed, a cloth on my head.

"Hi," I whispered.

"Thank God you're back." Trent said relieved. "I was starting to worry."

"It was such a nice place, I didn't want to leave."

"I need you here." Trent said smiling. "Feeling better?"

"MMMMMmmmmm, much better now. You?"

"Now that you are here, I am feeling good to."

"That was the most intense thing I have ever felt. When you grabbed my clit I nearly lost my mind."

"I wanted too. You are always making me cum; I needed to do something for you."

"You don't have too." I started to say.

"Yes I do." Trent said firmly. "I said it in the living room, and I meant it then and now. I love you, all of you. You just happen to be built a little differently, that does not mean I should be selfish."

I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at him. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable with touching me."

"I liked it, your clit is so delicate, just a little bigger than some other girls' clits that is all."

It was at that point that I noticed that my body was clean of cum; I didn't feel it running down my belly. I looked questioningly at Trent.

"I cleaned you up, I hope you don't mind." He smiled. "You were quite a mess, with all that cum all over you, even though it was rather sweet."

"What do you mean sweet?"

"I tasted it." Trent said with confidence. "You have fed me enough of my own that I have no problem with tasting cum and I wanted to see what you taste like, very sweet, not like cum at all."

"That isn't why I did it." I started to protest.

"I know, but I have eaten enough pussy since I lost my cherry, that I know what to do. And if we are going to be lovers, I should eat yours, don't you think? Besides I am glad I finally had the chance to see the real you without any false images."

I sat there completely confused. I had no idea what to think, but before I could pull myself together Trent grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed.

"Come on, we dock in an hour and we have to be ready to hit the port and I know you will kill me if I stop you from shopping." He led me into the shower and pulled me in after him. I gave up trying to think as his lips met mine.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 11



It was very crowded in the shower, what with both of us in there, but that just made it more fun. I soaped him from top to bottom, or at least as high as I could reach, and he did the same for me. His hand stroking my clit while his other hand teased my nipples felt wonderful. I kissed him deeply and found his own hardening organ, despite fucking me a few minutes ago; he was ready to go again. I turned to face the wall and spread my legs.

Trent got the hint and slowly slid his throbbing shaft inside my pussy. This time it was slow and gentle. We rocked back and forth in the shower for what felt like an eternity, but it was still over to soon for me. I pushed back against him and his hands came around me to rub my breasts and he remembered that I liked to have my nipples pinched, because his strong fingers closed around them and pulled them out from my body. I hissed in pained delight and his hand dropped down to stroke my clit. I groaned and fucked back against him harder. I needed to cum and to feel him cum with me.

He lifted me up, one hand holding my stomach, the other at my breasts, holding me to his chest. I had both hands against the shower wall to keep myself upright. I reached between our legs and grabbed his balls, my nails digging in slightly and he screamed as he shot his load into me. The sensation of his cum pouring into me sent me over the edge again and I howled with delight as I dribbled into his hand.

Finally panting with exhaustion, we kissed again and had another shower. Just a cleanup, but this time there was lots of gentle touching and kissing. I got out first and cleaned my pussy out and when Trent got out I jumped back in for a quick rinse. By the time I got out, Trent was in the bedroom dressing. I did my makeup, just a little lipstick, my face already had the glow I liked and I dried my hair and pulled the sides back off my face and held it in place with a spring clip.

I came out of the bathroom to see Trent downing a bottle of water and proceeded to dress. I attached my vagina and slipped into my powder blue g-string as Trent looked at me questioningly.

"Why are you wearing that thing? You don't need it for me you know."

"I know, but it gives me the right shape." I responded, pulling on my short-short jean shorts, pulling them right up into my crotch. "Besides, this way I get a camel-toe that is sure to keep your attention." I showed him the crease in my crotch and walked over to him still topless; I reached up and closed his mouth for him. "Close your mouth darling, flies will take advantage."

I could understand why he was shocked. My shorts were barely worthy of the name. I had taken an old pair of jeans, nice and worn, soft and comfy and cut them off. The only problem was that I cut them a little shorter than I thought. I had to hem them to keep them from fraying, and when I did I found that the front pockets were visible and the back pockets were in the way. So a little creative sewing and I was good, I removed the back pockets and folded them until they fit and then sewed them back on, and then did the same with the front pockets. Now I had shorts with back pockets that I could maybe get my fingers in up to the first knuckle and front pockets deep enough for the second knuckle. Basically my belt was almost wider. They were low riders so they sat comfortably on my hips, but I put on a belt anyway. My blue bikini top and a white button shirt, tied just above my belly button, ankle socks and white deck shoes and I was ready to go.

Trent was dressed in bright orange jams, sandals and a tank top with a baseball hat, the perfect tourist look. We made it outside our door just in time to see Anna and Adam arguing, they both looked up relieved as our door opened and I stepped out.

"Good, you two are okay." Anna said. "We were getting worried if you were going to make it to port."

"Yes, and fighting about..." I asked.

"About whether or not we were going to bang on your door and see if you were coming with us." Adam replied.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Trent replied cheerfully.

Anna was dressed in a white mini skirt with a matching tank top and flip flops, she grabbed my arm and dragged me down the hall chatting happily the shopping and the sights to see. Adam was in fluorescent green jams, running shoes and a plain white T-shirt, he and Trent followed talking quietly, we got far enough ahead of them for Anna to whisper to me.

"You okay?" She asked softly. "Did he do anything?"

"Yes, everything I wanted." I replied dreamily.

"You slut," Anna gasped. "You didn't let him..."

"No, I am still a virgin, but we had a long talk and made up, then made out."

"I noticed the do not disturb sign and that the phones were off." She responded. "I was getting worried."

"No, we are fine." I assured her. "Neither of us slept at all last night and we only started talking this morning. After that we went to bed to catch up on some sleep."

"Okay, if you are sure. Then we can talk about the truly important things like shopping."

I laughed and glanced back at Trent. He and Adam seemed fine. We made our way down to the gang way and stood in line to clear customs. Actually that went quickly and we stepped off the ship in time to see the parents waiting for us.

"Well, look who finally decided to join the land of the living." Jason said smiling at us.

"Yes, you were all decidedly missing this morning." Kevin said. "Anyone care to explain."

"We were having an orgy in our room," I said calmly. "Didn't you get your invitation? I was worried when none of you showed up." Everyone stopped dead staring at me. I simply stared back calmly. Finally Trent spoke up.

"Janie and I were up most of the night not talking to each other, this morning we worked it out and went back to bed to get some sleep."

"Anna and I slept in a little then decided to wander the ship." Adam said softly, looking at the ground. I thought this was curious, but let it go as I smiled sweetly back at the still shocked parents.

"Well, we better get going; we have to be back before eleven." Trent said grabbing my hand and leading me off with Anna and Adam almost running after us.

"I can't believe you said that." Trent said as soon as we were out of earshot. He tried to look angry, but I could see the smile fighting to break through.

"You are such a shit." Anna said giggling. "How could you say that to our parents, or Trent's or your Mom?"

"Easy," I replied, and everyone laughed. "They have to learn to let us live our own lives. Think of this as a wakeup call. I bet they are all laughing about it right now. Now let's shop."

We headed down the main street, or at least what I thought was the main street. It was awful narrow, but the shops were open and busy. We reviewed our shopping book and hit all the stores with the freebies. I got more loose cheap stones then I would ever need and we saw a lot of jewelry. This port was the jewelry port and I intended to do some serious damage. I had budgeted so much per port, but now I had added to it from my jackpot winnings.

We finally found a jeweler that we liked and started to wander thru his shop. I picked out some nice earrings and Anna found a gold bracelet that she liked. Adam was looking at a chain for himself and Trent was working on purchasing a really nice necklace Heather. I came up beside him as he asked the price and when he reached right away for his wallet, I knew that I would have to take over.

One of the things our shopping seminar told us was that here in the islands, haggling was a way of life. Only tourists paid full price. We are so used to paying the price shown from shopping at supermarkets and large chain stores that we don't think to barter with shop owners.

I grabbed Trent's arm and said loudly enough for Anna to hear, "we can do better down the street honey." That was the code that Anna and I agreed to at the seminar. Hearing me say that, she immediately put the bracelet down and grabbed Adam's hand and said "let's go babe," and she started to walk out.

The salesmen that were dealing with us leapt into action. Calling after us, they started the usual lines about the best merchandise, highest quality etc, etc. We paused at the door and turned back, they saw the serious glint in our eyes and the verbal sparring began.

By the time we left half an hour later, Trent had gotten his necklace, one inch wide tri-color gold, for about a third of the original price. My earrings were thrown in for free. I thought that we did okay until I talked to Anna, she practically had that guy give her the store for free. Adam smiled when he told us how she cut the prices down to almost nothing and would not give an inch. Obviously she would be doing all the haggling for us for the rest of the trip.

The next shop we hit was a retail chain, so haggling was not going to work, but that was okay. The place was called Del Sol, and carried the coolest stuff. Everything changed color in sunlight. Something about the UV rays, you could check out the changes under black light as well. All the shirts were white with black lettering and designs, until you went out into sun light then all the color appeared. They carried nail polish, hair clips, necklaces, rings, and all kinds of knick knacks. I dropped way too much money, but I could not help it. Even the tote bags changed color. My favorite was the nail polish called blind date, clear inside, pink outside.

From there we window shopped around the city, never straying very far from the dock. Finally at around seven we stopped at a place called Senor Frog's. It was a college type bar, loud music, cheap drinks and not too bad food. We ate and danced there, just enjoying being with kids our own age. Another cruise ship was in port and the hotels were packed with spring breakers. I really worked Trent into a lather with my grinding him and finally at around ten thirty he said that we had to get back to the ship. We made it back aboard with fifteen minutes to spare and dropped our stuff in our cabins and changed into heels before heading down to the nightclub.

We hit the club, Quasar, and danced and shimmied till they kicked us out at two. I wanted Trent to be so hot and bothered that he would almost rape me when we got into our room. I don't know what Anna was thinking, but it must have been along the same lines, because she was just as aggressive with Adam as I was with Trent. We stopped the show when we came together in the middle of the dance floor and started dancing with each other.

She towered over me and wrapped her arms around me as I ground my ass into her crotch. Her hands slid down my arms and then down my body. My shiver was not just for show, she really got me hot. Her left hand came across my stomach and her right went back up and over my shoulder. I brought my arms in and ran my hands up her thighs, catching the hem of her skirt on my watch, pulling it up to her hip before it worked loose. She spun me in her arms and slid her leg between mine and started to grind me with her thigh, I did the same for her. We rocked and ground against each other for most of the song, getting closer and closer all the time. With our hands on each other's asses, we moved closer with each movement, our lips almost touching each time, our mouths open, our faces flushed with desire, but never quite making contact. I don't know how long we kept this up, but the crowd just kept getting louder and louder before Adam and Trent grabbed us and spun us back into our partner's arms to keep dancing.  

After they closed the club Trent and Adam practically dragged us back to our cabins and pushed us inside. Trent shut the door, slammed the lock and turned to face me.

"Do you have any idea how hot you looked dancing out there?"

"No," I responded innocently.

"You and Anna just about caused a riot in Frog's and then you come back here and do the same."

"We were just trying to have fun."

"Well, you damn near put on a sex show, and I think that if you want sex that badly, I am just going to give it to you."

"Oh sir, I am a good girl, I would never do that." I said meekly.

"Well, you started this, and now you are going to get what you deserve." Trent said advancing on me, undoing his pants.

"EEK." I screamed and ran into the bedroom giggling.

"Come back here you hussy." Trent said, trying to be stern, but smiling none the less.

He found me in the bedroom, sitting on the bed. He kicked off his shorts and stepped up before me. I grasped his manhood and licked him from balls to tip. He shivered and put his hands on top of my head. I held the base of his shaft and continued to lick and nip at him gently. He rubbed his penis up and down my face, making me look sluttier still as my own saliva now coated my face, but I still kept him wet. I opened my shirt and undid the straps of my bikini and lowered his pulsing member between my tits. Pushing them together, I started to rub him up and down, still drooling on him to keep him lubed.

Trent groaned at the feel of my breasts around him and held onto my head to steady himself. Every time the head appeared, I licked it or kissed it and he shuddered. The feeling of his dick gliding between my breasts was a new experience to me. I was able to please him and tease my own nipples at the same time. I knew that would be enough to get me off. Trent started to move faster and I could feel him harden still further as he was getting close. He tried to pull away from me, but I held him tight between my breasts and sucked on the head of his dick.

"Janie, I'm gonna cum." He panted.

"Cum for me baby," I crooned at him.

"No," he struggled to get the word out and to get away from me. "I want to fuck you."

"No baby," I whispered, licking the head again. "I need you to cum now." I sucked the head in again, wrapped my tongue around the crown then stuck my pointed tongue into his piss slit. That was all it took. Trent shouted in delight and started shooting his load into my mouth and down my throat. I sucked harder and pinched my own nipples. The feeling of him gifting me with his hot load and the pain in my nipples pushed me over the edge and I came with a small squirt.

I sucked until he pushed me away from his over sensitive shaft and I wiped the small amount of cum that had leaked down my chin. Trent stepped back and twisted to fall onto the bed. I leaned over him and kissed him with cum stained lips, he licked his own spend from my face with delight.

"That was fantastic." He panted. "But why didn't you want to fuck?"

"I need to clean myself out before we do that." I responded. "Plus, this is more intimate don't you think?"

"Yes," he said after a moment's consideration.

"Besides, I don't want to you to fuck me; I want us to make love."

"I see."

"But that doesn't mean that I don't love a good fuck every now and then." I said teasingly. "Now go to bed. I will be in right after I clean up." I made my way into the bathroom and cleaned Trent off my face, brushed my teeth and stripped off my clothes. I came back into the bedroom and found him already asleep. I slipped into bed beside him and cuddled on his chest thinking, 'Men, all they want to do after sex is pass out.' I giggled at my own silliness, and drifted off to sleep content to be where I was.

Dawn came far too early for my tastes, we had left the curtains open and the bright clear sunlight blasted into our room hit me right in the face like a hammer. There is nothing worse than having a perfectly nice dream shattered by sunlight. Blinking in the bright light I saw that the sun was just coming up, the clock read six thirty and I groaned. This was day four and we would dock in an hour and a half. We had planned an excursion for this port and I was not going to allow us to be late.

I slipped out of bed and did my morning routine, dressed in my work out clothes and then climbed back on the bed to wake Trent. He was flat on his back; he got the small shadow of the curtains and was still blissfully asleep. I shook him several times, but he only grunted and refused to wake up, so I decided that it was time for something more drastic. I pulled the covers back and saw that he had his usual morning wood. I grasped it gently and licked the head, Trent groaned softly and then I took him into my mouth. He groaned a little louder as I took him deep into my throat, then I brought my teeth into play. I dragged my teeth gently up the shaft as I pulled him out of my mouth; he hissed but still did not wake so I bit him.

Trent shouted and sat up in shock. I looked at him innocently.

"That hurt." He shouted.

"Yes, but it worked, you are up." I said indifferently. "Now get dressed, we need to have our workouts before breakfast and we dock in less than two hours."

"I can't believe you bit me." He said still surprised.

"Yes, but I didn't hurt you, or even break the skin." I smiled impishly at him. "Do you really think I would damage my favorite toy?" I leapt off the bed as he threw a pillow at me.

Ten minutes later we joined Anna and Adam in the gym and had our work out. We finished in an hour and headed for breakfast. Another light breakfast and a quick shower and change and we were only fifteen minutes late for getting off the ship.

I wore my biking shorts and a tank top over my bikini, my hair was pulled back in a tight braid to keep it out of the way and my flip flops completed my ensemble. Trent wore bright blue jams that day over his Speedo and a T-shirt with sandals. We joined the line to exit the ship with Anna and Adam and the parents. Anna wore a small tight bikini, another mini skirt, this time pale blue, no top other than her bikini and her deck shoes. Adam wore running shorts, a T shirt and flip flops as well.

Our parents started asking us about our day at the last port and we told them about the shopping and dinner at Frog's. We asked about their day and they had just shopped and wandered the town. They had passed Frog's but it had been too loud for them so the had a late dinner on board. The conversation was pleasant and polite until Jason asked about our return to the ship.

"I have heard this terrible rumor about two girls in one of the night clubs on board getting really dirty with their dancing late last night. Do you know anything about it?"

"Yes," Kevin said, "I heard the same thing. These two young things just tearing up the dance floor then proceed to almost start making out with each other right in the middle of a dance."

The silence was thunderous, but before I could say anything Anna jumped in.

"Yes, I heard about that, just scandalous what kids today get up to, don't you think Janie?"

"Absolutely appalling," I agreed straight faced. "Their parents should be ashamed with themselves for not teaching the girls better manners." Mom snorted and Heather started to laugh out loud as we turned the conversation around on them yet again. "We'll see you later. We have our scooter excursion this morning." The line moved forward and we separated from the still glowering parents.

"Well done." Trent said to both of us.

"Yes, very well played, but you know they are going to be all over us later."

"We can worry about that then. Now let's get moving I don't want to miss this."

Before we left home, I had booked two excursions through the travel agent. When I told Adam about it the first night out, he went and booked the same trips for him and Anna. This one was the first. We were taken out on a dive boat and toured the coastline. My camera was working overtime on that trip. Anna and I were on the front deck, with most of the other women tanning and snapping pictures. After about half an hour we arrived at the dive site and the fun really began.

On this excursion we were given underwater scooters and allowed to drive around underwater like we would on a scooter on a street. There was no dive equipment needed, you were completely immersed in water, but your head was in a clear bubble so that you could breath, you didn't need a mask and could wear your glasses or what have you.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 11



We toured the underwater reefs and coral shelf near the boat and I got some fabulous pictures. It was really too bad that I had already submitted my portfolio to UCLA; these would really have put it over the top. As I thought of that I nearly crashed my scooter. I remembered what I had submitted to UCLA for my portfolio, all dark and dismal pictures. I tried to put the thought out of my mind, but it still haunted me the rest of the day.

When we returned to the dive boat, they took us down the coast a little farther and we went snorkeling. I tried, but was not very good at it, but still got some good pictures. After that we went back aboard the dive boat for lunch and the trip back to port. Trent noted that something was wrong, but I wouldn't tell him what. I didn't want to ruin the day. I would talk to Mom about it; she had already shown that she could fix almost anything.

The balance of the day was for shopping. I got a new lens for my camera, a wonderful wide angle seventeen to fifty five millimeter, really cheap. Trent got some new binoculars, Adam a new fountain pen that was really expensive, and Anna bought a new digital camera rig, complete. She saw how much fun I was having and decided to try her own hand at it. Then we hit the jewelry shops.

More free stones and knick knacks for our bags and we each got new watches. All of them were solar powered and waterproof. I even bought an extra one for diving. I found that I loved being under water as much as swimming. I was looking forward to our next port and going diving. We also hit Del Sol again; the merchandise was slightly different than the last port, different logos and designs.

We made it back to the ship half an hour before departure again, I didn't want to be late and get left behind. We dropped our stuff and headed to café to get a snack. We would make dinner aboard this time and I wanted to eat early. After a quick pizza we went down one deck and hit the pool. Drinks and a hot tub are not a good combination. Trent had to get me out of there about an hour before dinner and try to sober me up. I only had one white wine, but the heat and my small size worked against me.  

He ordered some bread and hors d'oeuvres and left me to lie in the sun on our balcony. Between that and the water he made me drink I got straight fairly quickly, or at least sober enough to survive dinner. I only had the lobster bisque; I was not very hungry and wanted to get some sleep. Anna however wanted to dance again and she dragged us to the dance club, but this time the parents followed us, with them watching us we were not able to get as out of hand as the night before, but they sure did. At one point I thought that Heather and Jason were going to start having sex right on the dance floor. And the way Kevin and Jennifer were sucking face I thought that they were permanently attached at the lips. Boy were we going to have a talk with them the next morning. Mom and Susan were not far behind either; it was obvious that they had watched enough music videos in their time. Finally just around midnight, I nudged Trent and nodded to the door. He got the hint and we made our excuses and headed for our room. On the way I reminded him that we had not broken in the hot tub on the balcony yet.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 12



Trent and I went back to our room, and as he went to fill up the hot tub on the balcony, I stopped him I could tell that he was just too tired to try anything, and so was I. Ten minutes later, we were in each other's arms and relaxing in bed. I felt him stiffen between my cheeks and I wiggled around him and laid back. 

"This is so nice." I told him. 

"MMMMhhhhhhhmmmm." Was all I got in response. I could feel his breathing settle and deepen; I knew that he was asleep. I wiggled in a little deeper into his embrace and closed my eyes. I decided that I should get some sleep myself; the next day was our last port call.

Morning came and we were once again up early and in the gym. I could tell that I would need a vacation to recover from my vacation. A hard work out and a big breakfast and we were showering and getting ready for the day. I was starting to get excited about the excursion that we had planned for this port.

For a change, I wore a one piece bathing suit under my shorts and a white button down shirt, undone and tied at the waist. The suit was black, speedo and very form fitting. It almost completely backless and very high cut on the hips. My hair was up in another pony tail and my cork high heel sandals completed my outfit.

Anna and Adam were waiting, with a very unusual glow about them, standing very close together and holding hands. I looked at them suspiciously and they separated looking guilty, something I needed to ask Anna about. We cleared customs and headed off the ship without seeing our parents and headed directly for our trip. We booked morning trips everywhere so that we had time to shop and then get back to the ship before sailing time.

At this port you could try something called snuba, it was like scuba diving and snorkeling mixed. The tank is on the surface and you have a thirty foot hose to dive with. You didn't have to have be a licensed scuba diver to do it and you get to see all the fish and coral around the island.

I had even bought a couple of disposable water proof cameras to take pictures under water. We met our guide and the rest of the party doing the snuba and headed out to the boat. A twenty minute ride later we were at the first dive site and the first group hit the water. We were in the second group and got to snorkel around this bay. The colors were spectacular, the fish were beautiful and the water as clear as glass. Our guide showed us all the marine life he could, sea turtles, exotic fish, coral and sponges. I took about half the roll of film, but saved the rest for the diving part of our trip. An hour after hitting the water we were on our way to the second dive site.

Here we were given weights and harnesses to keep the air lines from snagging and told how to breathe and clear our masks then it was our turn. The first breath of air under water was a sensation that I will never forget. It was obvious that all of us held our breath at first, because that is what you are taught, under water you hold your breath, but that first breath of dry clean air is a wonderful thing and very freeing. 

We followed our dive leader down to the bottom of the shallow bay, there we saw the marine life closer than the snorkeling and he led us over to a sunken sail boat. We looked in the port holes and saw the deck, and I got fabulous pictures, and fell in love with diving. I made up my mind to get my scuba license and major in underwater photography in university. I went through both cameras before our guide signaled that it was time to head back. Towing the raft with the air tank on the surface was more tiring than I thought, it would be so much easier to carry your tank with you, but that was for the future.

Our boat took us back to the harbor and we went shopping. I only picked up a few dresses and wraps at Del Sol. This port was known for cheap liquor and I wasn't having any of it. I did find a one hour photo place and had my pictures developed. Despite using such a cheap camera, some of the shots came out very clear and I was quite proud of them.

We headed back to the ship and boarded well before sailing time and headed to the café to get something to eat. During our snack I paid close attention to Anna and Adam. She was dressed in a bikini that was so high cut on her thighs, it might as well been non-existent. The top barely covered her nipples and Adam was still dressed in his speedo and thongs. They sat side by side and I could tell that they were up to something. I didn't say anything though, I let them be.

Dinner that night was semi-formal and I dressed in a white cocktail dress, backless and four inch white heels. The Lobster Bisk was excellent and cherries jubilee was divine, I ate far too much. Then it was off for more dancing. Anna and I tore up the floor again, even going so far as to kiss on the dance floor. It was nothing much, but it was intense. Finally at around midnight, I motioned for Trent to take me back to our cabin. Out hot tub was waiting.

I told Trent to fill it while I cleaned up and came out of the bathroom in nothing but the thick terry cloth robe the ship provided. Trent was already comfortably ensconced in the whirlpool waiting for me. I stood looking out over the ocean in the moonlight and undid the belt of my robe. Looking back over my shoulder, I saw him watching me with a hungry look. Before I dropped my robe, I pulled my hair out of its ponytail and shook it out. It was times like this that I wish life had a slow motion button, I think I would have looked very good doing the head shake hair swirl thing, but I did it anyway.

The robe slipped off my shoulders and I held it under my breasts, still covering me, and started to slowly swivel my hips to a tune playing in my head. I knew that Trent was watching me without looking. My hips were working without my consent and I was loving it. I shrugged the robe down a little lower and it hung to my mid back and my hair covered my exposed skin. I shook my head and my hair came around my front and covered my breasts as I turned to face him. I looked down at him and saw his hand working up and down under the water and I shook my finger at him. Trent took the hint and brought his hand out of the water and I could see the head of his dick through the moving water.

I started to swivel my hips again and watched the look of wanting in his eyes. He was just about ripe. I slipped the robe all the way off and used my hands to cover my breasts and clit. I sauntered over to him and kneeled down by the tub. I was able to remove my hand from my clit and grasped his shaft. He squirmed in my grasp and reached for me. I moved out of his reach and waggled my finger at him again. I stood and climbed into the tub and settled down on top of him.

Trent wrapped his arms around me and grasped my right breast with one hand and my clit with the other. I wiggled on his lap and felt him slip between my cheeks. I could feel his hard on pulsing between my cheeks and the way he was stroking my clit and kissing my neck let me know that he was more than ready for me. 

I rose up slightly and settled down on him again, this time he slipped inside me with ease. I was used to him by now and I just sat down and laid back against him. Trent sighed with me as he felt himself sink into my depths. I tightened my pussy around him and then relaxed. He groaned and started stroking me faster, but I grabbed his hand and had him stop. 

"What is the matter?" He asked surprised.

"Nothing, I just want to feel you inside me for a while." I replied and he looked at me funny.

"No, what is the matter?" He asked again, letting go of my clit and sitting me up. Without removing his cock, he spun me around on his lap and had me facing him. 

"Tell me." He said firmly.

"It is school." I finally admitted.

"What about it?"

I told him everything about my submission to UCLA and that the dark pictures were not exactly what they were looking for and that I was not going to get in. By the time I was finished I was in tears.

"Just relax," he told me, pulling me even closer. "I know that even the dark pictures you took will be well received. I am sure that everyone is submitting the nice smiling happy pictures, yours as a more real life display will stand out better for the admissions board."

Trent tried to reassure me, but I was still preoccupied. I tried to make love to him, but it was obvious to him that I was not into it. Trent pulled out of me and just held me in the water. We cuddled there for almost an hour before the jets stopped and Trent stood and carried me to bed. He dried me off and put me to bed, leaving me alone only long enough to dry off himself and then he climbed into bed and held me till I fell asleep.

I awoke the next morning, our last full day on the cruise, completely at sea the entire time as we had to get back to Miami. I got into the shower and cleaned up and dressed to go work out. Trent was up by the time I got out of the bathroom. 

"Hi," I said sheepishly.

"Good morning beautiful." Trent said, gathering me up in his arms.

"I am sorry about last night."

"There is nothing to apologize for." Trent said firmly. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I got you all worked up and then left you hanging."

"It is not the first time that has happened to me." He said smiling, "but you have never done it to me before and I am not worried about it."

"But..."

"No buts." He said firmly. "If you are not enjoying it, then I am not going to force you."

"I just feel bad about getting you all worked up and then not finishing."

"A little teasing is good for me." Trent said. "Now, I don't want to hear another word about it, I am going to dress and then we can go work out before breakfast."

Trent kissed me softly and then let me go and went into bathroom. I sat on the bed and waited while I tried to figure him out. Most guys would have freaked or at least grudge fucked a girl for doing that to him, but Trent just kissed me and told me not to worry. I was still sitting there thinking when he came out of the bathroom and pulled me up off the bed and we headed out.

We met Anna and Adam in the corridor and I could tell that something was going on. We chatted as we headed off to the gym.

Anna and I started our yoga, once again we were the only ones in the class and the instructor left us alone. We watched the guys for a while and then Anna started talking.

"What is the matter with you today? You have messed up the last three movements." 

I told Anna what happened the night before and she nodded, saying that it was a sign that Trent really loved me that he was not upset, and that I should think of something really special to thank him for it.

"You apologized, let it go." Anna told me. "Just blow him when you get back to your room. He'll think he got a good deal."

"Thanks Anna. Now do you want to tell me what you and Adam have been up to?"

It was her turn to miss a movement. 

"What do you mean?"

"I mean is he as good a fuck as he looks?"

"How would I know if..."

"Anna, I have been watching you two for a week now, I can tell when someone is in the first stages of a relationship and when a girl is getting some. Now how is he?"

"Janie..."

"I am not judging you or saying it is wrong. I just want to know if I should be kicking myself for not sleeping with him when I had the chance."

"Yes, you should be." Was all she said with a shy smile and we both went back to yoga. After class I gave her a hug and wished her luck, and then a question came to my mind.

"What happens after the cruise, how can you keep it from your parents?"

"We have our own apartment near school, a two bedroom, but I think the second bedroom is about to become a spare." She said with twinkle in her eye. With a shared laugh, we got the guys and headed to breakfast.

The day aboard ship was fully scheduled by the line, and we hit a show in the afternoon, more pool time, the girls bound together and had another spa afternoon, nails and hair for the nights formal dinner and then we joined the guys for a movie, that was a little disturbing, as the screen moved with the ship.

Trent and I headed back to our room after the movie and I noticed that I had not seen our concierge since the first day aboard, but his presence was felt, the room was always spotless and the linens changed every day. That day he left us a note stating that we should leave our clothes for the next day on the bed and pack the rest before bed and leave our luggage in the hall before bed that night.

I got cleaned up for dinner and dressed with extra care. This was our last formal night and I pulled out my special surprise dress. I saw it one day in the mall and went back when I was alone to get it. A halter top red sequined floor length gown with slips up both sides to my hips. I couldn't wear a bra and had to wear very high cut red panties with it. The five inch red stilettos completed my outfit. If I had red hair and really big tits I could have passed for Jessica Rabbit. I practiced walking around the living room while Trent showered and dressed, working the sway that Jessica used into my motion. 

I had my back to the bedroom door when Trent came out and I heard his gasp. I turned slowly to stare at him over my shoulder and he stood there with is mouth hanging open. I walked over to him, put my fingers under his chin and smiled sweetly up into his eyes.

"What's the matter big guy, cat got your tongue?" I made a big show of looking into his mouth and said, "No, there it is, must be something else." I pushed his chin up and closed his mouth with a snap, then tapped my fingernail on his chin, thinking slowly.

"You don't like my dress." I said with a pout. "I better go change then." I hung my head down and sniffed loudly as I tried to step around him, he caught my arm and growled at me.

"Don't you dare." The smile he wore made me feel wonderful. "That is the most stunning thing I have ever seen. But don't you get to far from me tonight or you will be surrounded by wolves."

"OOOHHHHHHH, promise you will protect me." I grasped his arm at the elbow and shivered at his side.

"Have no fear my love, you will be safe tonight, from all." He said gallantly, and then in a whisper said, "but me."

"I like that plan." I said pulling him down to kiss him softly.

We headed out the door and knocked on Anna's room. Adam opened the door and waved us inside.

"Sorry, Anna is still getting dressed. How about a drink?"

"You guys go ahead, I will go help Anna." I stepped up to the door and found it locked.

"Adam, I told you not to come in." Came a muffled voice from inside.

"Anna, its Janie, let me in to help you."

"Oh Janie, thank God." The door opened and Anna's head came peeked out from behind it. I slipped inside and she slammed the door and locked it quickly. "Help." She said plaintively

She wore a white half bra and matching panties as well as stockings and a garter belt. That seemed to be the problem. 

"I don't know how to..."

"No problem, I have helped my mom with these." I said calmly and sat down on the bed to hook the belts to her stockings. She was already in her heels and that brought her to just the right height for me to hook her up. In minutes she was ready and we pulled the off with silk dress over her head. It settled around her frame like a second skin after I zipped her up, and you could tell that she wore a garter belt if you looked hard enough.

"You look incredible." I told her, and meant every word. I had had limited experience with girls by then, thanks to Coach Jacobs, but seeing her in that lingerie made me want to expand on them and I thought that Adam was a lucky guy.

We stepped out into the living room to applause and whistles, I think from the fact that we were actually done dressing, until they saw Anna, then the applause got even louder. Adam came up to her and stopped clapping long enough to take her hands and kiss her gently.

"You look radiant." He said simply.

"Thank you." She replied demurely. "Shall we be going?"

We headed down to dinner and the stares we got on the way were worth every second we spent getting ready. I thought that Jason was going to fall over when he saw me, but Kevin couldn't take his eyes of Anna. Finally, he was able to speak.

"What have you done to my little girl?" He asked staring at Anna.

"Daddy?"

"When did you grow up into such a beautiful young woman?"

"Oh Daddy," Anna replied blushing.

Turning to his wife Kevin said sternly, "Jennifer, Anna is not going back to school after this trip. We are taking her home and locking her in her room." Jennifer just smiled and smacked his arm.

Dinner that night was a real show; the appetizers were delicious, caviar and shrimp. The main course was surf and turf, I picked at the lobster, but Trent was kind enough to finish me steak, it was just too much for me. Desert was Baked Alaska, complete with the lights going out and the flaming desert being served by its own light.

After dinner we headed out on deck and this time it was Trent beside me as we looked at the stars. At midnight, we went back to the dinning room and looked at the massive final night buffet. The chefs and cooks had gone all out. I couldn't eat anything anyway and I was glad, as it would have been a sin to destroy such art work. I ran and got my camera and got some pictures before the crowd destroyed the magnificent creations.

We went back to our cabin after that and packed the last of our clothes and put everything but our travel clothes in the living room for the porters to off load for us. The last thing that Trent did before he came to bed was to leave a very large tip for the concerige.

As he slipped into bed, I reached for him, he grabbed my wrist and kissed the inside of my arm and wrapped it around his neck.

"No, Janie, I just want to hold you tonight. This is the last night we get to sleep together for a while you know." Trent said as he pulled me close.

"That's right, and I don't intend to waste it just cuddling, so shut up and put out." I demanded, grabbing his cock and stroking him as I kissed him. His response was just what I hoped it would be, he thrust his tongue in my mouth and tried to crush me to his chest.

Our tongues dueled for supremacy in each other's mouths as I gripped his rapidly hardening cock, my nails dragging up and down his length. He moaned into my mouth and I knew that I had him. His hand closed around my nipple and the other on my clit. He started to thrust in and out of my fist and I knew it was time.

I broke his embrace, but not the kiss and slipped on top of him. His shaft slid between my cheeks and I wiggled him into place at my entrance. The pre-cum he was leaking was all the lube I needed and as he pressed against my rosebud, I relaxed and drove down onto him.

The entrance into my pussy was sharp and delicious and we both hissed at the same time. I got him fully seated and wiggled a little to make sure he was all the way in then sat up. That drove him still deeper into me and I moaned in delight. Balancing myself with a hand on his chest I got my feet under me and looked down at him with an evil smile.

"Hang on baby." I said as I stated to ride him. With very little lube, it was a little more painful than usual, but I loved the feel of just him inside me. Trent brought his hands up and began to tweak my nipples and I did the same to him. This was not a slow gentle love making, I was riding him like a jockey at the Kentucky Derby, if I had had a whip, I would have used it on him. 

He moved his hands down to my hips and started thrusting even harder against me. I was going to have a hard time walking the next day, but that was not something that I cared about right then. My man was inside me and that was all that mattered.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 12



Our moaning and groaning got louder and louder as we approached our climax, the sound of flesh slapping was probably heard on the bridge by then and just as I came he screamed.

"I am commmmmiiiiinnnnnnngggggggggg."

"Yessssssssssssss, come with meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." I screamed at the top of my lungs.

His cock pulsed inside my at least four times, probably more as I shot my own load over both of us. Finally I collapsed on top of his chest, my cum smearing between our bodies. We fought for breath and kissed gently as I flexed my channel about his shaft.

"That was incredible baby." He finally panted into my mouth.

"Glad you think so, cause I'm not done with you yet." I told him as I started to rise and fall on his still semi hard shaft, causing him to groan and begin to harden again.

"Janie, we need to get some sleep." He whimpered, not very convincingly as he guided my hips in their movement.

"Sleep on the plane, tonight we fuck." I told him harshly beginning to get my feet under me again.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 13



Morning found the ship already docked in Miami and we were able to disembark with a minimum of fuss. Anna & Adam exchanged emails with Trent & me before we lost each other in the masses and we had several hours until the flight back home, so we hit the nearest mall. 

I still had over fifteen hundred dollars from my winnings the first night on the ship and we spent a most of our time window shopping. The flight home was comfortable, and I got to sit with Mom. Trent and his parents were on a different flight and I figured it was time to talk to Mom about the college thing.

"Mom, I've got a problem."

"You're pregnant." Mom said deadpan.

I froze for a split second and then sighed, "Nothing gets by you, does it. What am I going to do?"

She laughed and said, "what is it baby?"

"College."

"What about it? You submitted everything before the deadline, I am sure that there is a letter of acceptance waiting for you at home right now."

"No, there is probably a letter of rejection and an order to see a shrink about the dark and dismal pictures I took."

"Why would you think that?" Mom asked.

"You saw the final disk I put together for submission." I said stiffly. "Not one nice picture in the lot, and it certainly wasn't what they asked me to put together."

"Well," she said, drawing out the word, "I wouldn't worry about that too much."

"How can I not worry, I have just blown my shot at college because I was being a stupid mopey schoolgirl."

"I think it will be fine." She said firmly. "Try not to worry about it, and if they turn you down, then it was not the school for you. Now get some rest dear, it is a long flight back and you only have one day to recover before school starts."

Mom tilted her seat back and left me staring at her in shock. How could she be so cavalier about my future? I was going thru hell, and normally she was so supportive. I sat back in my seat and stared at nothing for the rest of the flight.

We made it home just before dinner and Mom ordered out for a pizza. We were all too tired to try and cook, plus all the rich food on the cruise made us want normal food for a while. I was in my room, sorting out my clothes when Mom came in and flipped a large thick envelope at my head. I ducked and it landed face up on my bed. I stared at the return address, the registrar's office at UCLA. I couldn't move. I knew it had to be an acceptance letter, they don't send big envelopes to tell people they didn't get in, but I still couldn't move.

"Either you open it, or I will." Susan's voice came from behind me.

I picked up the envelope like it was a dead rat and carefully tore it open. A large folder was inside and a letter stapled to the front. I held my breath as I read it.

Ms. Janie Holcomb:

Congratulations in being accepted for the fall semester...

That was far as I got before the scream of delight came from my throat. I looked at Mom and saw a smug little smile on her face.

"Don't say it." I said sternly.

"Say what," she responded, the very picture of innocence. "That I told you so, I would never dream of it." She had to duck the pillow I threw at her.

I finished reading the letter in a state of shock. I had been accepted at UCLA for photography and a minor in computer sciences. We had the money, thanks to Dad, but still I was worried. This was going to be a big change for me. I put the folder on my desk and went to throw out the envelope when a smaller envelope fell out. It was a standard letter size and had the return address of a modeling company.

I knew it had to be a mistake, but it was addressed to me. I opened the envelope and the letter it contained was even more surprising that the acceptance letter.

Ms. Janie Holcomb;

I represent a small internet modeling client for our firm. They are very interested in new faces to model their swimwear and lingerie line. One of the members of the applications board is related to me and was kind enough to forward me a copy of your disk with your fashion show. I think you might be perfect for my client. Please contact me as soon as possible so that we can discuss your future.

Sincerely

J.D. Timerson.

I read the letter twice and then headed downstairs. I had a feeling I knew what had happened, but I wanted to confirm my theory. I found Mom and Susan in the kitchen opening the pizza box.

"Oh good, you're here. I was about to call you." Mom said with a smile.

"Mom, did you submit my fashion show disk to UCLA?" I demanded without preamble.

"Yes dear, I did." She said without pause. "Why?"

"What do you mean 'WHY'?" I retorted. "You knew I didn't want to send that disk. How could you?"

"Simple, I slipped it in before you asked me to mail it. I was not about all that hard work you did on the first show to go unnoticed."

"MMMMOOOOMMMMM." I wailed.

"Enough," Mom said sternly. "It isn't that I didn't think your second disk would have got you in. It is just that I wanted the admissions board to see both sides of you. Now come and eat."

I stared at her in shock. She had totally betrayed my trust and now she just wanted me to sit down and eat with her. I opened my mouth to say something when Susan spoke up.

"How did you know?" She asked.

"What?" I asked still in shock.

"How did you find out about the second disk?" Susan said again. "It was labeled second submission; they shouldn't even have viewed it."

I handed her the letter from the modeling agency and sat down. Susan read the letter and handed it to Mom with a smile.

"Looks like our little girl is going to get more attention than we thought." Susan said to Mom with a wry smile.

"This is..."

"An excellent opportunity." Mom interrupted. "After dinner we can look this company up on the internet and see what they do. Also, I will contact a few friends to see if they have heard of them. Now eat."

"No," Susan said sternly, snatching my plate away. "If she is going to be a model, she is only allowed to eat salad."

"Gimme that." I demanded, pulling on the plate.

Dinner passed with more laughter now that the cat was out of the bag and I had accepted that Mom and Susan had put one over on me for my own good. We hit the net and did a search and found that the modeling company was a small private company with a very exclusive clientele. They dealt only with small clothing companies but were very well placed. Mom called a few friends and they promised to get back to us in a couple of days with a report on the company. We also contacted the Better Business Bureau and they had a clean rating there.

Monday found us all back in our routines. I got to school on time for my workout in the pool and ran into Candy. She was taking a more leisurely swim than I was and was a golden brown. She had obviously spent her break on the beach, or in a tanning salon.

"How you doing?" She asked me. "You look a lot better."

"Fine, nice tan." I said smiling at her.

"Yeah, spring break in Florida. It is a wonder I survived. How was the cruise?"

"Great, the accommodations were spectacular, the food was too good, I think I put on about fifty pounds. We made some good friends and I tried a few new..."

"We." Candy pounced on the word.

"Yes, WE." I said emphasizing the word. "As in Trent and I. We sorted out a lot of things on the cruise and are back together."

'YES." She hollered. 

I didn't know how was happier, her or me.

"He is my boyfriend you know." I said with a dark look at her.

"I know, and I am glad the two of you finally got your heads out of your respective asses and sorted this out." Her smile gave way to a sudden frown. "You didn't give in to him did you?"

"If you mean go all the way, no, I am still a virgin, and he respects that I am going to remain one for a while yet."

"Good," she said fiercely. "You can't let him bully you into anything."

We stepped out of the pool and headed for the showers.

"But how are you going to keep him interested if you want to stay a virgin?"

"There is more than one hole down there you know."

"You mean you let him..."

"Yes," I said with a smile. "And I love it."

"You slut." Candy whispered.

"Not really, I can't be a slut if I am still a virgin." I said with a wicked smile, and then yelped when she flicked my ass with her towel.

"Cheeky bitch." She said with a laugh. 

"Have you heard from any colleges yet?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I got into USC. You?"

"UCLA for photography and computer sciences."

"Cool, we can live together in LA." She cried cheerfully.

I just smiled and laughed at that. I had not thought about that. I could not keep my secret from her if we lived together. 

"We'll see, I have to find out what Trent is doing first."

"You don't want to share an apartment with me?" Candy said looking hurt.

"I think that would be cool, but I would much rather share a bed with Trent."

"I'll say it again, SLUT." She giggled and we finished getting dressed.

Lunch found us at our usual table, the whole crowd comparing Spring Break stories and discussing college acceptance letters. Trent was beside me and we snuggled. He had already told me that he had been accepted at USC and West Point. He was torn between where to go and I was trying very hard not to pressure him into anything, but the thought of him going into the army scared me.

Kevin was sitting with Candy and he told us that he had been accepted at UCLA for the same computer sciences class I was in, but he was majoring in it. He said that after class he needed to talk to me about a new computer program he had come up with and need someone to look it over and beta test it for him. I was flattered.

Half way through lunch Mom texted me with the results of the search on the modeling agency. They had checked out and a couple of her friends had worked for them before. They were very picky and extremely exclusive. Candy looked over my shoulder and read my text at the same time I did.

"What modeling agency?" She asked.

I gave her the name and she looked confused. 

"Why are you worried about them?"

"I got a letter with my admissions letter that they want to meet with me." 

All conversation at the table stopped and everyone turned to look at me.

"What?"

"You got offered a modeling contract? Chelsea asked shocked.

"No, they just want to meet with me to talk about some pictures for a small client they have. Nothing special."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Trent asked.

"Because I wasn't sure it was real or what I was going to do about it." I said firmly, upset that it had come out this way. I wanted to tell him privately after I found out what I could about the company but that plan was toasted now.

"Give me the name." Trent demanded, pulling out his phone and punching a speed dial number.

I gave him the name softly certain that he was mad at me again. Just what we needed after we got back together on the cruise. Trent nodded and got up from the table and walked away talking as quietly as possible in the chaos of the cafeteria. He returned a few minutes later and pulled me back into his arms and kissed me gently.

"What was that all about?" I demanded.

"You will see later." He said shiftily, and changed the subject back to break stories, discussing the SNUBAing we had done on the cruise. I was still concerned but his smile and arm around me was very comforting.

After last class my phone rang and I didn't recognize the number, but I answered it anyway, it was Jason.

"Hi beautiful." He said as soon as I said hello. "You are on a conference call with me and Trent."

"What's up?" I asked now completely confused, I was meeting Trent in about an hour after practice.

"I wanted to explain this to both of you since Trent asked. I checked out this J.D. Timerson. She is a very good advertising executive. She deals only with small companies but has built herself a very profitable niche. She is definitely above board. You can trust her not to take advantage of you. She made her way up the ladder from a model to a photographer, to advertising then started her own company. Well thought of in the business. Tough as nails in negotiations, but takes good care of her people. That help?"

"Terrific, thanks Dad." Trent's voice came over the line. "I just wanted to be sure that this wasn't some fly by night company that takes advantage of people for nothing."

"No, definitely not. J.D. is good people." Jason said firmly. "But Janie, when the time comes to meet with her, take your mother with you, or I can assign someone from our LA office to represent you."

"I..."

"Maybe it best if it was either your mom or how about Heather?"

"Yes, I think I like it better if it was someone I know." I said still bewildered at the speed of which things were happening.

"I thought so." Jason said. "That way no one else will need to know about..."

"That is what I was thinking too." I said. "Thanks Jason. I will talk to Mom and we will let you know."

"No problem sweetheart." Jason said, and I could hear his smile.

"Thanks Dad." Trent cut in. "Janie I will see you after practice. Bye Dad."

Jason chuckled as he said goodbye and he cut the connection. My phone rang again a second later and it was Trent.

"Honestly, you'd think you were his girlfriend."

"Well he was very charming on the cruise, and at the Christmas party, and Thanksgiving, the fall dance at the club..."

"Enough." Trent said with a huff and then laughed. "Mom would kill him if he tried anything with another women."

"Not to mention what she would do to the other woman." I said with a laugh. "Gotta go. Practice."

"Me too. Love you." And he hung up.

Practice was not too bad. I was glad that I had done the yoga on the cruise. It was obvious which of the girls had not done too much over the break. Candy was sweating and cursing by the end of the workout and Chelsea collapsed on the mat when Coach Jacobs finally called it quits.

"I will never drink that much again." Chelsea said panting for breath.

"Serves you right." Barb said, only slightly winded. "Look at Janie. No practice in months and she barely broke a sweat. I heard all about the rich food she ate on the cruise too. So off your ass and get to work."

"Leave me out of this." I said. "I was working out before the cruise, just not cheering."

Chelsea shot Barb a dirty look and rolled to her feet. Candy stormed out of the gym with Chelsea right on her heels. We found them both in the showers, sitting on the floor letting the water rain down upon them.

"You okay?" I asked Candy.

"Just sore." She responded tiredly. "And mad at myself. I am the captain and I should know better than party for a week without working out."

"You will be fine in a few days. Take it easy. You okay Chelsea?" I called across the shower room, getting only a grunt in reply.

"She will be." Candy said, smiling faintly. "She partied even harder than I did and she only got home last night at about one. She is just tired."

I cleaned up, changed and headed out my car to find Trent waiting for me. He swept me up in his arms and kissed me soundly. His tongue worked into my mouth and ran over my teeth. I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my body around his. My hands held his head and I was on one leg as the other hooked behind his and pulled us tight together. I ground my crotch against him and could feel him harden even through the fake vagina I wore.

He finally broke the kiss and looked down at me smiling.

"What was that for?" I asked breathlessly.

"I missed you." He said simply.

"You spoke to me an hour ago."

"I meant last night. I got used to sleeping with you last week and I found my bed a very lonely place last night."

I snuggled into his arms and murmured my agreement. A horn honked and we both turned to see Candy pull up and scream at us to get a room. I flipped her off and pulled Trent's face down to mine for another searing kiss. I heard her laugh as she pulled out of the lot and headed for work.

We broke it up after a few more minutes and several cars honking as they left. I hopped into my car and drove home. I needed to talk to Mom.

She was cooking dinner when I got there and saw that the table was only set for two.

"Where's Susan?"

"She has a lab tonight and won't be home till about ten. Just you and me," Mom told me as she slid the pie into the over. "Come make the salad."

"Just let me drop my stuff and change Mom. Right back," I tore up the stairs and flung my bag on my bed and changed into white tights and loose t-shirt.

I started the salad as soon as I got into the kitchen and we sat down to eat shortly after that. The meat pie was great and Mom had ice cream for dessert for us.

"Mom, I wanted to talk to you about this modeling thing."

"I thought you might." She said with a grin. "Jason called right after he called you and gave me the run down. I think it might be a great opportunity for you."

"I think I want to try it, but I am a little worried about my clit."

"Don't be." She said firmly. "You can wear the vagina for the photo shoots. If you can wear that monokini that Heather bought you at Thanksgiving you will be fine."

"It is not just that. I am worried about this Timerson lady finding out and saying that I did something dishonest."

"Don't' worry about that either. We can make that a part of the contract if you wish."

"Do we have too?"

"I think we should at least let J.D. know about it, if only to keep up our end of the bargain."

"I am not sure..."

"Trust me." Mom said confidently. "Heather will make sure that you are well taken care of."

"Heather." I said with surprise.

"Yes, she has agreed to represent you. If that is what you want."

"Yes it is, I just didn't know how to phrase it so that you didn't think I didn't want you involved."

"I know you want to keep me involved." Mom said with a smile. "I also know that you want to get out on your own and try different things. But I still want you to be represented by someone who knows what to look for, and Heather would be a better choice than I would, and it would make sure that we don't have to have any more people that know about you than necessary."

"Thanks Mom, you are the greatest." I said hugging her.

"I know." Mom said smugly. "But I still intend to be a very visible presence while you are doing this modeling thing. So be ready for it."

"Kay."

"Now, get to your homework young lady. You are not a model superstar yet."

"Yes Ma'am." I replied meekly and scampered from the kitchen before she could do more than shake a fist at me.

The rest of the school year passed with a minimum of drama. A few more fights and break ups, more homework than any sane person should have assigned to us. The swim team placed second in the state finals. Heather got me a great deal with J.D. 

We flew down to LA over a weekend and met with her. She was a very beautiful woman in her mid forties. I recognized her from several ad campaigns that I had seen when I was younger. Jason was right, she was tough as nails, but she had more than met her match with Heather, who did some of Jason's corporate negotiations. 

She got me a great deal, top dollar, a private dressing room, and private shoots. J.D. wasn't too fond of the idea, but after Heather made her sign a non disclosure agreement and told her about me J.D. gave in on everything. I even found out that the member of the admissions board at UCLA was her husband. He would pass photos of girls that he thought would be good for J.D.'s business on to her and then drop the letter into their admissions or sometimes even rejection letters. Most of the girls tried it and gave up, but many stayed the course and put themselves through school on the money that J.D. paid.

My first shoot was scheduled for a week after graduation and I was put on a strict diet when I signed the contract. I wouldn't see any money till after the shoot, but Heather had told me that was normal. They had to see if I could do what they needed in front of people I didn't know before they put a lot of money into my career.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 13



There was still enough drama to embarrass me before graduation. Trent and I had held out as long as we could but by the third weekend after the cruise before it happened. That night we had gone to his house, Jason and Heather were at some charity ball and after more than two hours of sex Trent and I had fallen asleep in his bed. 

We had started with a pizza for dinner and ate while we watched a movie in the media room and then started to get intimate. I had sat on his lap and we had made out for most of the film. I felt him harden beneath me and wiggled on his rod. Finally I was ready for him, but wanted to have a little fun.

I climbed off him and ran out of the room with him right behind me. I led him into the pool room and let him catch me right at the edge of the pool, but I still had enough momentum to pull him into the pool with me. He came up sputtering and glared at me.

"Now that wasn't very bright." He accused. "What are you going to do about clothes to go home in?"

I swam to the shallow end and stood long enough to strip and tossed my clothes onto the deck. Standing naked in the pool I looked innocently at him and said. "It is your fault for chasing me in here. I guess we will have to dry the clothes before I go home. In the mean time, since we are in here, we might as well enjoy a nice swim."

I dove cleanly back into the water and surfaced on my back. My tits pushing up the water and my clit standing as hard as was possible, considering the hormones I was on. Trent wasted no time and shucked he clothes off and chased me around the pool.

I shrieked in mock terror and tried to escape him, but not very hard. He caught me at the steps in the shallow end and pushed me down onto my hands and knees. I felt him pull my cheeks apart and felt him slid the large head of his cock against my rosebud.

"You have teased me long enough, now you are going to get what is coming to you." He snarled.

"Good, fuck me hard you bastard." I screamed and then his dick plunged into my pussy.

"OOOHHHHH GGGGGOOOOODDDDDDDD. " I hollowed. "I have missed that."

"Well you aren't going to miss it tonight." He grunted as he drove all the way into me. "By the time I am done with you, you won't be able to walk for a week."

"God I hope so." I said, pushing back against him, joining his rhythm as he fucked me. The slap of our bodies echoed in the pool room, the water splashed as he pounded into me and I drove back against him. His hands reached around and grabbed my nipples, pulling them sharply.

I groaned in delight and reached back with one hand and rubbed my clit with my wrist as my fingers played with his swaying balls. Trent shuddered at each touch of my hand and he pulled harder on my tits. I could feel my pre-cum dripping on my arm and his lubing my channel as he worked into me.

We were both panting in a matter of seconds. The sexual tension had been building all week and this was our first chance at releasing it. Neither of us was going to last long, but that was okay, we had hours yet.

"I am gonna cum baby." Trent cried.

"Do it, fire it into me." I screamed back. "I need it to put the fire out. Cum for me now." I squeezed his balls and felt him shudder and drive as deep as possible into me. His cock flexed and began spitting ropes of cream deep into me. That triggered my own orgasm and I screamed in delight as I came at the same time.

My load dribbled out of my clit into the pool and Trent held me close as he emptied his balls into me. He lay on top of me and panted for breath as he finished cumming in me and then stood and fell backwards into the pool. I slid bonelessly down the stairs and submerged myself in the clear warm water with him.

I broke the surface and Trent was right beside me, still trying to catch his breath and I snuggled into his arms.

"I missed that." I told him gently.

"Me too, I love you Janie" and he kissed me tenderly before he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom for a repeat performance.

The morning light awoke me and I snuggled deeper into his arms before I opened my eyes and saw his bedroom. I sat up with a start and Trent grunted in his sleep.

"Wake up lazy. It's morning." I told him sharply.

Trent sat up just as quickly. "It can't be."

"Well it is." I told him pointing at the clock and it read eight fifteen.

"We are so busted." He said looking at me.

"Tell me about it. I am going to be grounded for life. Where are my clothes, maybe I can sneak out of here without seeing your parents."

"Not gonna happen." He said morosely. "We left them down at the pool last night. And Mom and Dad always have a swim before seven each day."

"Oh shit." I said softly.

"It is not like they don't know we have been sleeping together. They bought the cruise tickets remember?"

"Yes, but is different than doing it under their own roof." I said.

"Yeah, you have a point." He agreed. "In that case, we might as well just face the music."

"But what am I gonna wear?" I demanded.

Trent sat in thought for a minute and then got out of bed and tossed me one of his dress shirts. It was far too big for me but it covered me. He helped me roll up the sleeves so I could at least see my hands but that was all we could do.

We opened the bedroom door and hanging there was small bag. I peeked in and there were a fresh pair of panties. I showed Trent and we both winced, so much for hiding from Heather and Jason. I slipped them on and we headed downstairs.

Jason and Heather were seated at the kitchen table drinking coffee, the remains of breakfast before each of them. They looked up and smiled brightly as we came into the kitchen.

"Good morning you two," Jason said cheerfully and he pointed to the other side of the table. "Breakfast?"

"Yes please." Trent said looking down at the table.

"Did you sleep well sweetie?" Heather asked me politely. 

"Yes thank you." I said softly.

"Is something wrong?" Heather asked and Jason stopped puttering around the kitchen to look concerned at us.

"I'm sorry." I said, still looking at the table.

"Whatever for dear?" Heather replied.

"For spending the night..."

"Darling," Heather laughed. "We have been expecting this. I was surprised that you two were able to wait so long. I was expecting to find you here about two weeks ago. I am sure that Karen was thinking the same thing. Now don't worry about it. Your clothes will be dry about the same time you finish breakfast."

"Western omelets okay?" Jason asked like this was a perfectly normal scene.

"Yes, thank you." Trent said looking somewhat more relaxed.

"I love that just tumbled out of bed look on you dear, but you will need something a little nicer for breakfast," Heather said smiling and taking my hand. "Come with me and we will see if we can fix you up."

She led me back up the stairs and into the bedroom across from Trent's room. She walked over to the closet and pulled it open to revel what looked like a complete wardrobe for me.

'Here you go dear, the clothes are your size, you will find lingerie in the dresser and the bathroom is prepared for you. Why don't you get cleaned up and changed and then we can have breakfast."

"Heather, you..."

"I set this up when we got back from the cruise. Unlike my son and husband, I have been expecting to see you at breakfast, and long before this. You are welcome to spend the night anytime you and Trent chose. If he brings you over and you don't have your car here, just hang that little bag you found on the door back on the handle and I will know."

She stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her, leaving my standing there open mouthed at her generosity. I stripped off Trent's shirt, and hopped into the shower. The bathroom was indeed completely stocked with everything I needed and in a matter of moments I was completely refreshed and ready to dress.

The closet held dresses, skirts, blouses, slacks, shoes, and coats of every possible. The dresser had more lingerie than I would ever need, and one look at them told me that they were all top quality and pure silk. I had not noticed when I dressed in Trent's room, but the pair of panties that Heather left for me were also silk. The feeling of silk sliding up my legs and settling around my hips, cradling my clit was electric. I picked out a white silk blouse and a gray skirt but stayed barefoot and headed back down to breakfast.

That set tone for the rest of the year. I didn't spend every weekend sleeping in his bed, but having sex there or at home was a lot more comfortable than in the car.

Graduation was the usual pomp and circumstance. I graduated with honors and my gown had the gold sash to show it. Trent had decided to go to USC for business and I breathed a great sigh of relief knowing that he was safe. 

My dress for the occasion was a simple white summer dress and two inch heels. I was not going to wear too much under that gown. Graduation was held in the stadium of the school on a crystal clear sunny day.

We filed up the stage alphabetically and each person was announced, along with their choice of school, if they had one and whether they had graduated with honors. Kevin was the valedictorian for the occasion and he gave a wonderful speech about hope for the future and the wonderful memories of our time at school, the sadness of leaving and the eagerness of taking on new challenges. Afterwards caps thrown in the air, gowns open and ties removed we made our way out front for the traditional graduation gifts.

Mom and Susan were waiting for me out front and led me over to a new red Volkswagen Passat convertible. I screamed in delight and flung my arms around Mom and hugged her tight.

"You earned it." Mom said hugging me back. "And you will need something a little nicer in LA."

Trent slipped up behind me with his parents and looked at the car.

"Nice ride." He said putting his arm around me. "But mine is still nicer." He oofed as I elbowed him in the ribs.

"Be nice, or I won't take you for a ride in it."

"Yes you will, or I won't share my present with you." He said loftily.

"And what might that be?"

Jason laughed behind him and handed me an envelope.

"Don't worry Janie, he has to share, your name is on it too."

I looked at him confused and he just pointed to the envelope. I opened and a piece of paper slid out into my hand with a key attached. I turned it over and read an address on it in LA.

"Jason..." I started to say.

"Now, it isn't what you think." Heather said with grin. "We have leased a house for you while you are in school. We were going to do this for Trent anyway and since you two seemed to have developed an affinity for sleeping together, it just made sense give you your own key now to save time."

I blushed and looked at the ground for a second as I remembered the first weekend we got caught. 

"You got us a house?" I stammered.

"Just for the next fifty years or so." Jason laughed. Heather slapped his arm.

"Only for while you two are in school." She corrected. "It is fully furnished and we have possession now. I know that you will want to make it your own, but you can move in any time. I thought it might be a nice place for you to stay during your photo shoot next week."

"I don't know what to say." I said. "Thank you so much."

"You are more than welcome sweetheart." Jason said hugging me. "I'm just sorry that Trent has to go with me on a business trip that week or he would be with you at the shoot."

"Actually, it is probably better that he is going with you Jason." Mom put in. "I don't think he would like to see his girlfriend being photographed for the rest of the world to drool over."

I looked at Trent and saw the concern in his eyes as it hit him. I was not just going to belong to him anymore. Millions of other guys were going to see me and probably want me. I got a thrill of excitement along with my concern for him.

This was going to be an interesting week.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 14



The morning after graduation, I dressed in mini skirt, thong panties, and a white tank top with "Pink" on it, put my hair back in a clip, loaded my suitcase and some of my personal stuff into my new car and headed over to Trent's. He was leaving that morning on a two week business trip with Jason and I had to formally say goodbye. He and I had said goodbye the night before and my new car still smelled of the passion.

His flight out was at eleven and I got there just before eight. Trent and Jason were packed and the limo waited to take them to the airport. Heather was deep in an embrace with Jason as I pulled up and hopped out. Trent gathered me up in his arms and squeezed me so tight; I thought he was going to break a few ribs. 

"I am going to miss you." I whispered in his ear.

"Me too," he replied. "This will be the first time we have been apart since the cruise and I am going to miss having you wake up next to me."

"It is only for two weeks. I will be waiting when you get back, with something special for my returning business man."

"How special," he growled in my ear.

"Well, my first photo shoot is next week and I think they mentioned doing the lingerie and swimwear this time out."

Trent groaned in my ear and I giggled.

"I am going to miss your shoot too."

"Yes, and you couldn't be there anyway."

"Why not," he demanded.

"Because, from what I have seen and what J.D. told me, you don't want to be there watching me get pawed at by photographers, dressers, stylists and whoever. Some boyfriends and husbands have a hard time dealing with the fact that the woman they love is being treated like a piece of meat or inanimate object in front of them. Some cause trouble and J.D. said that because of that they have barred all significant others from the shoots."

He grumbled and I kissed him deeply.

"Don't worry, Heather and Mom will be there and they will take good care of me. And I promise to give you a private performance when you get back."

"I will hold you to that." He said finally smiling. Jason whistled and waved him over and we walked to the limo arm in arm. When we got there Jason kissed me on the cheek and said he would see me soon and I wished him luck. Trent looked over at my car and frowned.

"Where are you headed? You look like you are packed to never return."

"I didn't take that much." I said sternly. "I am heading out to see the house in LA and check it out this week and then stay there for the photo shoot next week."

"You are not going alone are you?" Jason asked looking concerned.

"No, Candy got this week off to go with me and Mom and Heather are coming out next week for the shoot. We will all be staying in the house together."

"Good," Jason said as Heather nodded in agreement behind him. "The community is very safe, but I like the idea of you being there with someone else better."

"Now you get to see the house first too," Trent pouted. 

"And you get to go with your father for two weeks to Japan on business." I replied sternly. "And I will be monitoring you, so no doing anything freaky with Geisha girls. Now get going or you will miss your flight." With one last deep burning kiss, Trent climbed into the limo and they left. They waved at us and then again at Candy as she pulled in as the limo pulled out.

She stopped in front of the house and stuck her head out of the window and hollered at me.

"You ready Janie, we are burning daylight. Hi Mrs. McKabe."

"Hi yourself Candy, how are you?" 

"Just fine, ready to get moving."

"You know where you are going?" She asked.

"Yes," I replied. "I programmed the address into my GPS and Candy did the same in case we get separated on the highway."

You two be careful, drive safe." She admonished us.

"We will." I said, giving her a hug goodbye and jumping into my car.

"See you in a week." She yelled as we each pulled out and got on the move.

The drive took several hours, not the least because we had to stop every hour to stretch and go the bathroom. The scenery was beautiful and we spoke to each other often on our cell phones. Candy was right on my bumper when we got to LA and it only took us an hour to get through the traffic to the house.

The six foot high stone fence surrounded the entire community. It still was up on a hill with an excellent view of the ocean, but there were houses on the ocean side of the street that were not part of the community. This was a really ritzy neighbourhood. 

We got to the driveway and found a very large security guard in a gate house waving us to a stop. He checked out our driver's licenses and plates, logged us in and confirmed that Heather had cleared us for entry and registered me as the new tenant of the house and Candy as my guest for the week.

He told us that the community was patrolled at all times and completely secure. I was a little uncomfortable at the way he looked at us, but Candy just lapped up the attention and soon had him eating out of her hand.

We drove to the address we were given and both of us climbed out of our cars and just stood and stared at the house. The exterior was all brick with a covered front porch, side drive for the cars and large windows. The front walk was all stone and completely landscaped. 

"You said they leased you a house while you are at school, you didn't say they got you a mansion." Candy said accusingly.

"They didn't tell me." I replied, still trying to accept the house they had got us.

I opened the envelope Heather gave me and punched the code into the front door and the lock sprang open. I stepped in and turned the alarm off with another code. It only beeped at me twice and the green light indicating off lit up. 

Candy was right behind me as we stood spell bound in the front hall. She nudged me and pointed at another envelope on the table inside the front door. I saw my name on it and opened it slowly, afraid of still more surprises.

Janie:

Enjoy your new home while you are in school. The design is called the Braymore. It is just under seven thousand square feet, has four bedrooms, five bathrooms, three car garage, family room, wine cellar, media room, billiard room, sun room, covered porch and swimming pool. The house is full wired for wifi and the code is in the note I gave you to unlock the house.

There is a maid service that will come in once a week to clean, the pool has a service company and landscaping is all arranged as part of the lease. 

Enjoy.

Heather & Jason

P.S. 

Trent doesn't know anything about it yet, so don't spoil his surprise. Just tell him it is a nice little place for you to live in while you are at school.

I handed the note to Candy and sat down on the bench behind the door in a complete state of shock. This place was four times the size of my house at home and I couldn't believe that they had gone so far overboard on this place. I knew that there was no point in complaining, I didn't want to appear ungrateful and I was not going to give it back. I pulled out my cell phone and hit Mom's speed dial.

"Hi baby," Mom's voice came over the cell. "I hope you got there okay."

"Yes Mom we got here just fine." I said still a little lost.

"How is the house? Do you like it? Is it big enough for you guys and us when we come out?"

"Mom, this place is huge." I finally got out.

"Now dear, it can't be that big." Mom said.

I read her the note from Heather and she didn't say a word for a minute. 

"Well, I guess there will be room for all us then when you do your shoot. Don't forget to call Heather and let her know you got there safe and thank her again for the house. I can't wait to see it."

"Yes Mom." I said, still in shock. I was expecting some support, not her just to accept it and pass me off. I suddenly got a really bad suspicion. 

"Mom did you know about this place?" I demanded.

"Now how would I know what Heather and Jason do dear?" Mom countered.

"Answer the question Mom." I said firmly.

"Call Heather darling, I am sure that she is waiting for your call to say that you two are safe. Bye sweetie." Mom hung up in my ear and I had my answer. I would deal with her when she got here. I hit the next number on my speed dial and Heather picked up after the fifth ring.

"Janie darling, your mother just called to tell me that you got there safe."

"Yes, I suspected that she would." I said sweetly. "I also wanted to thank you again for this wonderful mansion that you have leased for us. It is so beautiful and open. It will be so much better than staying in residence."

"Oh sweetheart, it isn't a mansion, it would have to much larger for that. I can look for one if you want."

"Don't you dare," I almost screamed at her. "This place is too big as it is. I am going to get lost in here for at least a month before I can get used to it." I could hear her laughing on the other end of the phone.

"Go explore and have fun Janie. I will talk to you later. Bye."

"So much for support from the parental units," I said to Candy as she came back into the front hall with a wicked smile on her face.

"Stop bitching," she said firmly. "At least you are not in residence or some seedy apartment in the low rent district."

"I know, I know. It is just so much." I said. "Let's go take a look around."

The front hall had a powder room off to one side and the stairs just beyond that. The dinning room was on the other side of the entry way, with the kitchen beside that. The kitchen was painted white with oak cabinets, had all professional equipment in stainless steel, an island and a breakfast area with table and a full glass wall. The island had a bar on it in front of the stove and grill. Off the kitchen were the pantry and the laundry room. Past the breakfast area was the door that led to the mud room and the garage. Opposite the glass wall was another room connected to the family room.

The double family room which had a fireplace against the far wall and a corner bar in it was done in a deep hunter green with red wood trim. The furniture was all done in red leather; it had a sun room off one room and a covered porch off the other. The sun room was done with flowers and could almost pass as a greenhouse. The covered porch had a large hot tub in that could seat at least six, more likely eight people. The door from the porch led to the raised terrace with French doors leading into the office.

The office was large enough for two complete desks, wall cabinets of a few books but plenty of space for our text books. There were study lamps on the leather topped desks and comfortable swivel chairs. This would be a good place to do homework.

The first of the other two doors led to a workout room with weights and fitness equipment in it and a full bathroom with shower off that. The second door led to the stair hallway. Still in a state of shock we went up stairs and checked the upstairs area.

The master bedroom was above the office and workout room. It was dominated by the king size bed on a wood frame so large that I would probably need a stool to get into it. It was a four poster, in dark mahogany wood, and very masculine. No frilly canopy here. The posts were not that tall, but very wide. This room was done in deep royal blue, the carpet was ankle deep and there was a plasma screen on the wall at the foot of the bed. The door opposite the French doors led to the closet, his and hers walk in closets and a dressing room. The master bath beyond that had two sinks, a full shower stall that looked like I could lie down in, a sunken bath tub big enough for two and a bidet. The finish was all marble, and the floor was heated, according to the thermostat on the wall.

Each of the other three bedrooms there had its own colour scheme, an en-suite bathroom and a walk in closet. The attic was directly above the covered porch and sunroom. The upstairs landing had a reading nook with two wing chairs and excellent lighting and a window out above the front door. There was a hallway down past the bedrooms and around the corner that led past the closets and into a large room above the garage that I figured we would use for storage.

We went back down stairs and into the basement. By this time I was so into information overload that I didn't know what to think. The stairs opened up into a large room with two doors and several openings. The room right across from the bottom of the stairs was the media room. There were several large comfortable reclining chairs and large projection screen TV with every game system on the market already hooked up with DVD players and full home theatre sound system. 

Next to that was the furnace room, water heater, water purifier, air conditioning and all the other electrical and mechanical works a house needs. The door in that room led to the crawl space beneath the kitchen.

The other side of the furnace room was the rec room. There was a dart board and several arcade games there, another fireplace directly beneath the one in the family room and another full wet bar. Off that was the pool room complete with a full size snooker table, cues and both snooker and eight ball racks. The first door in that room led to the wine cellar, mostly empty, but a few bottles of red wine and a refrigerated section for the white. I thought it would be a good place to store extra items that needed refrigeration. The second door led to the outside storage, and in there we found the lawn chairs and pool toys and equipment that we would need.

We went out into the yard and found a full fifty foot pool, complete with diving board and twelve foot deep end. The yard was completely fenced in with a redwood fence ten foot high with a hedge in the inside to eight feet. The house and yard was completely private.

We wandered around to the front of the house and saw that this was not the biggest house but it was close. This was a very exclusive community and I was certain that Heather & Jason had paid thru the nose for this house.

As we looked at the front of the house Candy turned to me and said, "Not to shabby sweetie, but I think you should have the sky made a deeper blue for the time you are here."

"Ms. Holcombe?" came a voice behind us.

I spun around and found myself face to face with a tall man about forty in a polo shirt and slacks with comfortable shoes and no socks. His hair was black and his were a deep sea green. He had a craggy well worn face but was quite good looking. He looked very confident and Candy eyed him warily.

"Yes." I responded.

"Brad Thompson." He said and stuck out his hand. "I am the site supervisor for the construction company. Mrs. McKabe asked me to make sure you were satisfied with the house."

"You built this house especially for Mrs. McKabe?" I stammered thinking about the cost involved in building a house just to lease it for us.

"I built this entire community for the McKabe's. This is their development, didn't you know. They own it all through one of their companies."

Candy started to laugh and I stood there looking like an idiot. No wonder they got us such a beautiful house.

"This was one of the show models and we furnished it as part of the display. She had us add a few things to make it more homey for you, and I just wanted to see if there was anything else you wanted us to add."

"How about an indoor pool in the basement," Candy said sarcastically thru her laughter, playing with her cell phone. 

"I can have a crew start covering the outdoor pool in the morning, but the indoor one in the basement will require another two months work. How soon do you need it?" He replied.

"No, no, she was just kidding." I said hastily. "Every thing is beautiful. You did a wonderful job."

"I am glad you like it. I will be here for the next two weeks before I head home, if there is anything else you need. I had my assistant do some shopping for you, so you will have the basics to eat and live for a few days."

"That was very kind of you Mr. Thompson." I said smiling at his thoughtfulness. "How much do I owe you?"

"Not a problem and you don't owe me a thing." He said waving his hand in a going away gesture. "Mrs. McKabe instructed me to just add it to the expense report. Here is my card, if you need anything, just let me know." He handed me his business card and I stuck it in my pocket. "I have also left my number in the office along with the numbers of some reliable contractors, plumber, electrician, that kind of thing if you need anything after I am gone. Have a good day." He said, shaking my hand and Candy's and turning and walking off down the drive.

"Do you believe that?" I asked.

"Yes, while you were talking, I sent his picture to Mrs. McCabe and checked him out. He is their site supervisor for the construction project. He has worked for them for fifteen years and she confirmed that he did indeed do the shopping and set the house up for us. She also suggested that we change all the codes for the house, since she doesn't know who has them now."


Candy led me back into the house and we went through the instructions to change the lock codes and passwords on all the security systems. It was getting around to dinner time and I checked the kitchen. 

Indeed the cupboards, pantry, fridge and freezer were all well stocked. They didn't have everything that I wanted, but there was enough food for the two of us for at least the next couple of weeks.

We put together a quick dinner of chicken salad and ice tea and relaxed on the terrace off the master bedroom. 

"This is just too beautiful for words." Candy said. "I could get used to this quite easily."

"I doubt I will be able too any time soon." I said softly.

"What, too small?" She teased.

"No, I just keep expecting the door to open and some rich guy to charge in and demand to know what we are doing in his house."

"Relax," Candy said confidently. "Now go unpack and get your suit on. We need to break in that pool and hot tub." She stood and grabbed the plates with the leftovers of our dinner and headed in the house thru the covered porch.

I went up to the master bedroom and opened my suitcase and started hanging up my clothes and putting them in the dressers. I thought about what Candy had said about living in residence and realized that she and Kevin were headed for that very existence. I made a decision to talk to Trent about having them live with us. It was not like we didn't have enough room and she had seen me naked enough to not have to worry about her finding out about me.

I was just putting on my bikini when my computer beeped behind me and a request for a video link came up. I pulled a t-shirt on quickly and answered the message and Trent's face blossomed on the screen.

"Hi baby." He said smiling at seeing me in just at-shirt. He couldn't see my bikini bottoms.

"Hey sweetheart, how was the flight?"

"Long, but at least first class gave us enough room to stretch and get some sleep. I see you made it to the new place alright. How is it?"

I almost said what I really thought, but I remembered Heather's note and said, "Just a nice place for us to crash while we are at school. It is very nicely furnished and I think you will like it. How is Japan?"

"Crowded," he laughed. "But the food is good and the hotel is fabulous. It is just about time to get up and go to work here but I thought I could catch you before you went to bed."

"Candy and I are just about to go for a swim." I told him. "I was just changing when you called."

"Don't let me stop you." He said wickedly.

"You didn't," I said pulling off my t-shirt and flashing my bare chest at him as I pulled my top on. 

"You look so beautiful baby." He said looking despondent.

"Oh, poor baby," I said squeezing my nipples at him. "Does baby miss his bubba?" I mocked at him squeezing my small breasts at the camera.





How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 14



"You know I do." He said almost drooling.

"Too bad baby," I said with a laugh, doing my top up. "You are the one who had to run off to Japan."

"You're mean." He said looking for sympathy.

"Yes she is." Candy's voice came from behind me. "Now you two get off the line and let us go swimming. I can't wait to hit the pool."

"And you have to get some breakfast into you." Jason said from off screen. "I don't want you passing out in the middle of the meeting."

"What do I have to do to have a little privacy here?" I said plaintively as Trent complained loudly, "Dad, I'm trying to talk to Janie."

"I know." He said smiling at the camera. "Now say goodbye and let's get going. Love you Janie. Bye Candy."

"You too Jason," I said as Candy waved behind me.

"Later Trent," she said tugging on my arm.

"I will call you tonight, or rather tomorrow morning for you."

Not before seven." I said, "I love you."

"Love you too," Trent said.

"Let's go, before I get sick." Candy said hitting the disconnect on the computer and pulling me out on to the terrace.

"Hey," I complained.

""What, I know you." 

"What do you mean?" I demanded.

"If I don't stop you, then you and he will start the 'You hang up first' routine and we will be here all night. Now let's hit the water."

The pool had several lounges for tanning scattered around it and a table with an umbrella. The pool was tiled with a deep blue tile and that mixed with the water made the pool look even deeper than it was.

I stood on the diving board and launched myself into the water. It was warm; there must have been a heater, because it felt like it was about ninety degrees. I surfaced and saw Candy follow me in. She sighed as she broke the surface, rolled onto her back and floated in the warm water.

"That is just what I needed to wash that drive away." She said starring up at the cloudless sky as the sun began to set.

"This is wonderful." I agreed, swimming to the shallow end and starting my swimming workout. I had not been swimming since about a week before graduation and I was getting antsy. I need the exercise. Candy joined me for a while but she quite before I did and moved to the hot tub. After an hour I joined her, relaxing my muscles.

"Now this I am used to." I said, sinking up to my neck.

"Me too," Candy agreed. "I was thinking that tomorrow we should head downtown to see what is happening."

"Downtown," I repeated, "Downtown LA?"

"Actually, Hollywood," Candy said, smiling wickedly.

"What are you up too" I demanded.

"Nothing, I know that you haven't been here before and I thought I would show you around. We can do a little shopping, tour the strip, drive the PCH. You'll love it."

"Oh no you don't..." I began.

"Trust me," Candy said. "Nothing to wild and it will be broad daylight. I promise that we will be home for dinner."

"I don't know." I said softly.

"Don't worry about it." Candy said with finality. "I'm getting out and heading for bed.

With that and concern in the pit of my stomach we got out of the tub and towelled off. We headed upstairs and changed for bed. It was only about eleven, but we were both wiped from the drive and the surprise.

I changed into my pyjamas, a white tank top and tap pants, I even left my vagina on, I had only applied it that morning and decided that with Candy in the house, I would wear it all the time. It was a good thing I did, because as the sun came up and I woke in the morning I found someone had crawled into bed with me and was spooned up behind me.

I rolled over and my movement woke Candy and she looked at me with sleepy eyes.

"Hi, sorry I joined you, but I got so lonely at the other end of the house. It was too quiet."

"I noticed how quiet this house is." I agreed. "But I was so tired I just passed out."

"I did too, but after about an hour I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep." Candy said. "I share a room with my sister at home and without the sound of her breathing it was too quiet and I just stared at the ceiling."

"No problem, as long as you didn't ravage me in my sleep."

"You know I did." Candy leered at me. "Now your body belongs to me." She gave me an evil laugh and twirled her imaginary moustache.

"You know Trent won't allow that." I said. "He will rescue me." 

"Too late," she cackled, reaching for me.

"Eeek," I said loudly and ran for the bathroom giggling.

I jumped in the shower first and Candy stopped at the bathroom doorway and said loudly over the shower, "Curses, foiled again." Then she stuck her tongue out at me and left the bathroom laughing.

After the shower I dressed in white tennis shoes, denim short shorts, and a pale blue midriff t-shirt that said "Sexy" on it. Candy wore low heeled sandals and a pink mini dress. 

Then we locked up the house, hopped into her car and headed out of the community. On the way we passed Brad supervising a group doing some landscaping near the front gate. Candy honked and waved and he walked over to her car.

"Good morning ladies." He said cheerfully. "How was your first night in the house?"

"Wonderful." Candy said smiling up at him. "How was your evening with Mrs. Thompson?"

"Mrs. Thompson is my mother, and she is still up in Toronto." He said smiling. "I just had a quiet dinner alone."

"Well we can't have that." Candy said, flirting for all she was worth. "You come by tonight at seven and we will have dinner together, and bring your bathing suit, the pool opens right after dinner." She waved as we pulled out, not giving him a chance to answer.

"Candy are you crazy?" I demanded as we hit the street.

"Nope just interested," she said smiling. "Besides, I checked him out with Mrs. McCabe."

"What about Kevin?"

"What about him." She said. "I am not going to jump into bed with Brad; I just want to talk to him. He seems nice and he is cute and well built. I just wanted an excuse to see him in a bathing suit."

I sat there, my mouth hanging open at her comments, but inside I had to agree, he was good looking. The drive down the PCH was beautiful, the housing community was very close to the ocean and it only took us about a minute to make it to the highway. We were far enough out of LA that we had room, but close enough that getting to school would be easy.

We hit the city and Candy parked us at the Century City mall and we hit the stores. The outfits there were much more expensive than I thought they would be and we didn't by much, mostly we just window shopped and wandered.

From there we headed down to Rodeo Drive. There was no way I would even let her park the car. I couldn't afford anything on that street. Candy agreed with me, she couldn't either, but said that the best things in life are free, but the expensive are still worth a look every now and then.

From there we headed over to Hollywood Blvd. Candy parked the car and we wandered down the street. I have never seen so many lingerie stores in one place in my life. We hit the Hard Rock café near the theatre and had a light lunch. I was still on my diet for the upcoming photo shoot, and then we went back out into the throng of people.

Candy dragged me to Fredericks of Hollywood and there she went really to town on the shopping. She picked up panties and bras as well as garter belts and real stockings. I just wandered around and picked out a few nice tops. There wasn't anything in there that I needed as Heather had outfitted me in pretty much all the lingerie I would ever need. 

I did look at a few of the costumes and thought the schoolgirl would look cute on me, but I couldn't find one small enough to fit me. The sales lady came over and offered to assist me and I just let her ring up my purchases. I sat and waited for Candy to finish and we left, Candy had about four bags stuffed to overloading with lingerie, but I only had one small one.

"That was fun." Candy said smiling at me. "But you didn't get much."

"Not much there my size," I told her, and she nodded.

Being so petite I had to be careful what I bought, I rarely needed a bra and sexy panties were hard to come by in my size. As we walked further down the street we passed another lingerie store, Candy paused and looked in the window and then we moved on. We hadn't gotten more than a few steps past the store when the door flew open and a man came running out.

"You two," he panted.

"Us," Candy said suspiciously.

"Yes, you two," he fought to get his breath back. "Where are you dancing and who makes your outfits?"

"Dancing, outfits." I repeated stupidly. "What are you talking about?"


"You two work as strippers don't you?" He questioned. "I can tell you're not hookers and anyone as beautiful as you must be strippers. Who does your costumes? I can make you a great deal on custom fitted costumes."

"How dare..." I started to say indignantly, when Candy cut me off.

"How good a deal?"

"The best in the city, shoes included." He told her. "But you have to tell all your associates where you got them."

"How much?" She pushed.

"For each of you, one hundred dollars."

"Ha," Candy said disdainfully. "I can get better two doors down for half that."

"Okay, okay," he said. "Say eighty bucks an outfit, shoes included."

"Sixty, including shoes," Candy countered, "and we pick the fabric."

"Done," he said smiling. "Step into my shop." He bowed us thru the door into his store.

I followed Candy pulling at her sleeve but she ignored me. Once we were inside he turned to us and looked directly at me.

"Does your friend have id?" He asked. "I can't measure a minor."

I pulled out my wallet and flashed my driver's license at Candy's urging and he nodded.

"You're first." He said to me, and waved me over to a dressing room. "Strip and come out and stand on the platform." He turned and started to talk to Candy about materials and fabrics.

I stood there watching them for a moment and Candy waved me into the dressing room and I meekly did as I was instructed. 

Coming out in only my panties was terrifying, but I felt a little thrill, and I knew that Candy was with me. The dressing room was cornered off and the platform was well away from the front of the store. He came at me, tape measure in hand and took down all my vital statistics, including a few that I was sure he didn't need, but Candy waved ok at me. The whole process only took about ten minutes and I was dressed and watching Candy go thru the same thing.

Half an hour later, each of us lighter almost three hundred dollars; we had receipts in our hands and a pick up date of next week for our costumes. As soon as we left the store I rounded on her.

"What did you do that for?" I demanded.

"I thought it was a good deal." She replied confidently. "And it was. Think about it, custom made lingerie at that price is a steal."

"But we aren't strippers." I said loudly.

"Yes, but he doesn't know that." She said smugly.

"You lied to him."

"No I didn't." She said with confidence. "I agreed to tell my associates about his shop. As you are my only associate in this venture, you already know about it. So I have held up my end."

"But what am I going to do with four custom made stripper outfits?" I asked.

"Entertain Trent." She said wickedly. "I am going to give Kevin a show he won't believe when I get home." 

"That is not a bad idea," I said out loud. "I will have to practice." 

"Honey, I will teach you some moves that will have him melt in your hand." 

"Just having that guy measure me got me horny."

"You too," Candy said. "I started the moment he asked where we were dancing and the fitting only made it worse."

"Too bad Trent doesn't get back for another two weeks; I don't think I will last that long on my own."

"And I can't wait a week till I see Kevin now." Candy agreed. "I just wish I had brought my pb."

"What?" I asked.

"My plastic boyfriend."

"Oh, yeah, I could use one of those myself." I agreed.

"Then let's take care of it." Candy said, pulling me down the street and into a sex toy shop. I was mortified to be seen going into a place like that in broad daylight, but no one even looked at us twice.

The store had everything anyone could ever want for sex, including a few items that I don't think anyone would ever want. Candy led us straight over to the dildo section and started to pursue the wares. 

"Now this is just what I need." Candy said, holding an eight inch dildo about as thick as her wrist. 

"A little big, don't you think?" I asked sceptically.

"No, just about the same size as Kevin," she said smiling. "And look, it has a suction base."

"So," I said.

"You can attach it to a wall and back into it. You don't have to use your hands, you can just fuck." She said knowledgeably. 

I grabbed the same one as she held and we both went and paid for our new plastic boyfriends.

We made it home in time for dinner with Brad. We got there at six thirty, after a brief stop at the market, where I got some nice steaks and some potatoes for baking. Candy fired up the barbeque and I got the dinner prepped.

Brad was right on time and rang the door bell. Candy flew to the door and waved him graciously into the house.

"I would offer you a tour, but you probably know this house better than we do." She said, coming into the kitchen.

"Quite so Candy, I used this one as my office for a while." He said coming into the kitchen.

"You remember my housemate Janie." She said by way of an obvious introduction to show we were on a first name basis. "Janie Brad is here."

"Hi," I said shyly.

"Good to see you again Janie." Brad said, shaking my hand.

"We are just about to put dinner on." Candy said, picking up the platter with the steaks on.

We made small talk as dinner cooked and looked for some common ground. Not that there could be much, considering the age gap, but he told us lots of funny stories from the construction of the community. After dinner we hit the pool again and Candy had been right, Brad did look good in a bathing suit. I commented on his swimming endurance and that led to a very interesting discussion.

'Well, as a scuba instructor, I have to be good in the water."

"You teach scuba?" I asked incredulously. "I just went snubaing on a cruise and loved it. Now I want my license. How can I get a course?"

"Well, snuba is a good start." He said with a smile. "At least you have some idea what scuba is about so you don't freak out underwater. Any dive shop around here can get you hooked up with a class."

"How long have you been diving?"

"Since I turned sixteen, my dad's a diver and he took me along. I just got hooked."

"Yes, it only took one breath underwater and I was ready for my course." I told him.

"The water around here is so clear and easy to dive in, a lot different from back home." He said.

"Where is that?" Candy asked, trying to get back into the conversation.

"Toronto, Canada." He smiled, "worst diving in the world, but best place to learn."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"The water is cold, and visibility is no where near as nice as here." Brad explained. "But if you learn to dive under such bad conditions, everything else is a step up." He laughed. "I have been on dive trips in the Caribbean and watched other divers complain that visibility is only twenty feet. At home we would kill for twenty feet."

After his swim, he thanked us politely for dinner and the swim and left. He offered to clean up, but Candy and I shooed him out the door. We stacked the dishwasher and locked up and went to bed. Candy said that she would try to stay in her own room, but not to count on it.

I went to my room, changed into my pyjamas and climbed into bed. I never even noticed that I had missed Trent's calls that day.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 15



The next week was very interesting. I missed Trent terribly and after the first day, and the minor fight we had, I made it a point to be ready for his calls. He only missed one of mine, so we called it even and by the end of the week, it had become a bit of a joke to see who was going to miss the call the next time.

I had gotten used to waking up with Candy. By the third night, we just gave up with the separate bedroom thing and she only used hers to change and shower in. At night we would just put on our pjs, climb into bed, hug and go to sleep. I must admit, I was getting used to sharing a bed with someone, and waking up with a warm body spooned in behind me was delightful.

Candy taught me some stripper moves, with the help of the internet and cheer camp, and we worked on our routines together. It went without saying, that each of us would work our guy in private. The shoes that we got with the outfits let us practice. I got two pairs of platforms with five inch heels, one clear and the other blood red, one pair black stilettos and one pair white stiletto boots. None of these were made for walking, these were all CFM footwear.

We picked up our outfits the last day before Candy had to leave and they left little to the imagination, which made sense, they were for strippers. I got a schoolgirl outfit, transparent white blouse, a plaid skirt that was really a wide belt, a tie and hair ties to match the belt and white thigh high stockings, no buttons, just snaps on the skirt and blouse. The second outfit was black strapless and had a lace up pattern in the back. The third outfit was white and only on one shoulder, it had a series of very strategic rips in it that made it look as though it was barely held together, but nothing was further from the truth. It was the kind of outfit you see in the old movies where the actress was washed up on some desert island. The last outfit was the most revealing. It was grey, spaghetti strapped top that stopped just below my breasts, then several lines of material connected the top to the skirt, forming a very simple and minor lattice pattern.

All of the outfits stopped just below my ass; in fact, in the schoolgirl outfit you could see the bottom of my cheeks. Candy's outfits were much the same, only different colours. She showed me how to do my makeup like a stripper would and the night before she left; we had a full dress rehearsal.

Loud thumping music pounded out of the speakers in the media room and we both worked our routines. Candy did hers first for me and then I did mine for a very naked Candy. Performing a lap dance for girl dressed only in a smile and heels was very different that doing for an empty chair. By the end we were both sweaty and very horny, but I refused to do anything with her. There was no way I could without her finding out and we both dashed to our respective showers after I was done.

I had already mounted my new dildo on the wall of the shower stall, at just the height for me to fuck myself doggy style. I turned on the shower as hot as I could stand and removed my vagina before climbing in. The hot water rained down on me, only making me hotter and hornier. I knelt down and stroked the plastic dick. It was close to the same size as Trent but it wasn't him. At that moment I didn't care, I leaned down and took it into my mouth. I sucked and licked it like I would Trent. I held my cheeks open and relaxed my pussy, letting the shower get me ready. Between my sucking and the shower the dick was wet enough for me to take it. 

I turned and backed onto the cock. I moaned as it slid into my canal. The feeling of my passage filling with hard cock was exactly what I needed. Before it was fully seated inside me I was banging against it and groaning in pleasure. I was ready to cum almost instantly but I held out as long as I could. My hand gripped my clit and stroked it in time to my fucking. I came with a sudden jolt that I almost fell off the dick in my pussy. My scream of pleasurable release was right behind Candy's from the other bathroom.

We met in the bedroom both looking a little sheepishly at each other, then we started to giggle. It was obvious what we had just done and there was no point in hiding it. We climbed into bed and snuggled up to each other.

"I am going to miss you next week." Candy said. "I don't think my sister will like the idea of sleeping with me like this."

"Well then, you will just have to wear yourself out at work and with Kevin." I told her, she poked me in the ribs.

"I am also going to miss this place. It is just so beautiful here." She sighed. 

We had found bikes in the outdoor storage and had ridden around the community everyday, usually first thing in the morning, before we went to the beach to work on our tans. The houses ranged from small to down right monstrous, and we had met the neighbours and become friends with most of them.

"Well, you still get two days off in a row for the summer, drive down, and you will need to look for work in September, so you could start that anytime. Plus you will be back in September so don't worry, it is only two months."

"What do you mean back in September?" She demanded.

"Didn't I tell you, you and Kevin are moving in here with me and Trent?" I said innocently.

"I...we...you..." She stammered. "When did we decide this?"

"Trent and I talked about it this week and I cleared it with Heather yesterday."

"You creep." She screamed, sitting up and hitting me with a pillow. "I have been on edge all week, trying to find a way to suggest that to you without making it sound like I was being pushy."

"Oh, sorry sweetie," I said, "I thought you knew."

"You bitch," she said hitting me again. "You did this on purpose just to see me sweat."

"Now, don't be like that or I will take back my offer." I threatened.

"Don't you dare," she screamed.

"Now we are even for the stripper outfits." I said laughing and rolling over.

"Thanks, Janie." Candy said, snuggling up behind me and kissing my cheek. "I really appreciate it."

"You are welcome honey." I said gently. "We can work out the house rules when the guys get here, but rule number one, no..."

"No parties." Candy said. "Yeah, kinda figured."

"Right, this house is in Jason and Heather's name, and I am not going to do anything to piss them off." I said. "Goodnight Candy."

"Goodnight roomie." She giggled in my ear.

The next morning we were up early and packed her clothes and car. We had decided that they would get the second biggest bedroom, but we still cleaned it out as I didn't know where Mom and Heather were going to be sleeping when they rolled in that afternoon. A big hug and a promise that she would call as soon as she got home and I was alone.

I puttered around the house, cleaning and dusting, skimming the pool and checking the hot tub, just generally keeping busy, so that I wouldn't notice the stillness of the house. I did make a point to check the shower in the Candy's room to make sure that her pb was not still attached to the wall, and I pulled mine off and put it away. There was not much to do and I tried not to hover when the cleaning ladies showed up. They had that house sparkling in no time. The landscaping company was also there at the same time, so I just took myself off on the bike and rode around the community. By the time I got back, they were all gone.

I checked the time and made sure that dinner was ready to put on, checked one more time to make sure that my stripper outfits were well hidden and then sat down to wait for Mom and Heather. It only took about another half hour for them to show up, limo and all.

The limo pulled into the driveway and the chauffer got out and unloaded the luggage. Mom and Heather piled out of the limo laughing and having a great time; it looked like they were both half snapped.

"Janie darling," Mom said, much too loud. "There you are, come say hello to your mommy."

"Mom, how many have you had?" I demanded.

"Now dear, didn't I teach you it is not polite to ask a lady how many she has had? Someone might get the wrong impression." She smiled and swayed slightly.

"Hello Janie dear." Heather said, looking just as silly. "Have you been enjoying yourself?"

"Right," I said, taking charge. "Now hear this, both of you inside now. Driver, if you could just please put the bags inside the front door?"

"Of course Ma'am," he said politely, tipping his hat.

I grabbed both of the ladies and led them into the house and plunked them down in chairs in the family room, neither put up much of a struggle. I returned to front door and started digging in my purse for a tip, but the chauffer waved me off.

"Not necessary Ma'am." He said smiling. "It is all covered by the company."

"Thank you very much..."

"Geoffrey, Ma'am."

Thank you Geoffrey, how many did they have."

"At least two bottles of champagne, Ma'am. Good day Ma'am." He smiled, tipped his hat again and stepped silently out the door, closing it softly behind him.

I stormed back into the family room to find both of them passed out in the reclining chairs I had left them in. I rocked the chairs back and covered each with a blanket. It was clear that they were both out for the night, and I couldn't carry them upstairs. Well, I would deal with this little episode in the morning. At least now I understood Jason's reference to the terrible twosome. 

I made myself a light dinner and took myself off to bed early. My call with Trent was much more entertaining than usual, especially when I told Trent that I wanted to talk to Jason.

"What do you mean, they showed up drunk?" He half screamed into the camera.

"Just what I said," I replied smiling. "According to the chauffer, they consumed at least two bottles of champagne in the limo and I have no idea how much they had on the plane. They rolled in here at about six and have been passed out since then."

Trent was laughing and Jason was trying hard to remain calm but it was not working well.

"I have told her and told her..."

"Relax, Jason." I said. "I will deal with this one, but I think we should make it clear that they are not allowed to play together without supervision from now on."

"Good idea. Trent, will you stop laughing, it is not that funny."

"Maybe not, but what I intend to do to them as an object lesson will be." I said and I outlined my plan, before I was finished, Trent was laughing harder and Jason was smiling. By the end Trent was positively howling and Jason was nodding in approval.

"If that doesn't teach them a lesson, then I don't know what would." Trent said when he caught his breath.

"Maybe a good spanking would help." I offered.

"Not a bad idea." Jason said. "I think I might have to do that."

"Dad, ick," Trent said just as I put in "But what about my mom?"

"I can do her too if you like." Jason offered grinning.

"TMI," Trent screamed covering his ears. "TMI TMI." 

"I will talk to you in the morning." I said laughing, waved and closing the video link.

The next morning I was up at five thirty. It was a little too early for me, but I had a mission to accomplish. I slipped down stairs and peeked into the family room, both mom and Heather were still snoring in their chairs and I started my plan.

I had set the coffee to come on about an hour ago, so it was ready and after I poured my cup I turned up the heat. It didn't take long for it to start to burn. I made breakfast and had it ready for them when I kicked open the family room door and tossed several empty pots onto the hardwood floor. The sudden clambering of the steel jolted both of them upright and with loud gasps they lay back in their chairs.

"Good morning ladies," I yelled, "rise and shine. Breakfast is ready and we have things to do today."

"UHHHHH" was all I got out of Heather as she grabbed her head in pain.

"Janie, don't scream," Mom said softly, hands over her eyes.

"Let's go, let's go." I said, pulling the covers off them and snapping the chairs upright. "Breakfast is served."

They both looked murderous at me but struggled to their feet and followed me into the breakfast area. One look at the table and they both covered their mouths and ran from the room. I stood there grinning as I hear the retching from the two closest bathrooms. The laughter from my laptop as Trent and Jason watched on the webcam was priceless.

I turned to the table and took their food and tossed it out. Burnt coffee, cold burnt sunny side up eggs and half cooked bacon were enough to turn my stomach on a good day.

By the time they came back down from cleaning up I had a real breakfast for them, nice coffee, and light fruit and several aspirin at each place. Neither of them spoke to me as they sat down and took the aspirin.

"I trust we have made our point." I said looking sternly at both of them, as Jason and Trent looked out from my computer. "I am just glad that Candy was gone before you two showed up like that."

Mom just nodded slowly, trying to keep her head on her shoulders, but Heather was a little more with it.

"Yes, but did you have to show Jason and Trent?" She asked.

"Of course, they knew what I planned after I talked to them last night." I responded. 

"Oh shit." Heather whispered. 

"That is right dear, 'Oh Shit'." Jason said from the computer.

"What," Mom croaked.

"I sort of promised him that I was done drinking after that bash we threw. I got loaded and made a complete ass of myself."

"He did mention something about a spanking." I said looking directly at her, and she winced.

"Oh shit." She repeated. "Looks like I am in for it when we get home."

"You better believe you are." He confirmed.

"Too bad," Mom said smiling slightly.

"You are too Mom. Jason offered to spank you as well."

Her head shot up in spite of the pain.

"He wouldn't dare." She said startled.

"Yes he would." Heather smiled back.

"Yes I would." Jason agreed.

"And I just might insist." I told her. "Now both of you eat, we have to be at the photo studio by eleven. Say goodbye to the boys' ladies."

Both Mom and Heather mumbled something and Jason and Trent laughed and signed off. Breakfast was finished with a minimum of conversation and then we cleaned up quickly. I was tempted to make them do the dishes, but we were running a little late.

I sent everyone upstairs and we cleaned up and got ready to go. I put on my vagina and then a thong, white lace, another "Pink" t-shirt and a black mini skirt. The deck shoes were a better choice for the day, as I didn't know what I would be wearing at the shoot and I wanted something comfortable to come home in. I only put on a little light make up and headed downstairs.

Mom and Heather were both dressed in fashionable short dresses and heels and we headed out the door to the waiting limo. The same driver stood smartly at the open rear door and tipped his hat as we approached.

"Ladies," he said diffidently. "Miss Holcombe, Mr. McKabe sends his regards, everything you have requested has been attended to."

Mom and Heather froze as the driver spoke to me directly and the mention of Jason really had them concerned.

"Thank you Geoffrey," I replied, smiling up at him and stepping into the car. Mom and Heather followed me.

"What request?" Mom demanded as soon as the door closed.

"Nothing special, I just asked that the limo company send the same driver that you had last night and that there be no alcohol in the car today or for the remainder of your visit."

"Janie," Heather exclaimed. "What did you do that for?"

"What, remove the alcohol or ask for Geoffrey?"

"Both." 

"Well," I said slowly, "I wanted to make sure that you two behaved yourselves and I wanted to show Geoffrey that you could be ladies."

The ride to the photographer's studio was a quiet one. I was worried about the up coming shoot, and Mom and Heather were still nursing their hangovers. Given the traffic, we arrived in very short order and we trooped upstairs.

J.D. was waiting for us with two other women and a man. I was surprised to see other people there, as I thought this was to be a private shoot, but after the introductions it all started to make sense.

"Janie, there you are darling and right on time too." J.D. said smiling. "Come meet the people you will be working with." She led me over to the first lady, someone about her age, red hair, and a very eclectic manner of dress.

"This is Carol Marie, the fashion designer; it is her clothes that you will be modeling for us." We shook hands and she studied my face.

"You are even more beautiful than your pictures." She said. 

"Thank you." I replied. "I love your designs, but have never been able to afford them."

"We will fix that my dear." She said smiling.

"Janie, this is your stylist and make up artist, Katheryn."

"Janie, nice to meet you," she turned to J.D. "At least you finally got a girl with a sense of style. I will have very little to do with this one," and she turned back to her make up table.

"You get used to her, she is the best in the business, but a little touchy." J.D. said leading me over to the man.

"I heard that." Katheryn said sharply over her shoulder.

"Janie, this is your photographer, Peter. Peter, this is your newest model Janie Holcombe."

"Janie, pleasure," he said taking my hand. "Tell me, what unlucky camera jockey that I am stealing you from."

"I don't understand." I said confused.

"Your last set of shots, who did them? They were excellent and I want to know who to call and rub it in that now I am shooting you."

"You just did." I said comprehension dawning. "If you mean the cd that J.D. had, I took those shots."

"You did?" He said surprised. "I know professionals with years of experience who aren't that good. You have a real future behind the camera."

"Thank you, I am looking forward to working with you." I told him honestly.

"Good, then let's get started." J.D. turned and saw Mom and Heather seated comfortably in the corner, sipping coffee.

"I assume that Heather and your mother will be here all the time?"

"Yes." They both responded.

"Good, then I can head off to another meeting that I have scheduled in about two hours. Let's get going people."

The next several hours were a whirlwind of activity. Katheryn did my makeup and hair before anything else and then I was shuffled off to the dressing room. The first outfit was a dance workout outfit. A red body suit and off white leggings. They had me dance around a bit, trying to work up a sweat, then gave up and had Katheryn mist me with water and rouge up my cheeks a little.

They got me into all kinds of positions; most I had learned in cheerleading. The splits, the bar, stretching, upside down, you name it. I went through several different colour bodysuits and leggings; they even put me in ballet shoes.

After that set, we switched to more comfortable clothes. My favourite was the white shorts and tank top set. They had me posed sitting on a ledge, looking out the window, the perfect cute girl next door look. After that outfit we changed to the miniskirts and short blouses. I had heels on for the rest of the day, if only to make my legs look better, but the girl next door look gave me a break as I got to wear deck shoes.

Peter was having a heyday with his camera, telling me to just be myself and have fun, he would work around me. He danced around me, shooting frame after frame. When Katheryn was not doing my makeup or handing me the next outfit, she was reloading his cameras for him.

We broke for lunch and then went right back at it. Carol Marie never lost interest, but Mom and Heather both took turns dozing in the corner. They had nothing else to do and just relaxed. I was doing all the work.

After lunch we shifted gears and they started me in more professional wear, dresses, blouses and skirts, slacks and jackets. The most risqué shot they took of me was of me in a dark pinstripe suit, without a blouse. The jacket showed just a hint of my chest, and the look I gave them was pure sex. By the end of the day, I had the smouldering sexpot look down to a fine art.




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 15



It had been a little tough at first, but after Heather reminded me to think that all these pictures were for Trent I had no trouble. I made love to the camera and the last shot of the day was the pinstripe one. I think I nearly melted Peter's lens. 

"I think that is going to be enough for today." Peter said and Carol nodded.

"You are not going to be able to top that last look darling." She said smiling broadly. "That is the look I wanted. I think that we may be able to use that one to headline the ad campaign."

"I agree." J.D. said from the door. "I just saw that last shot and that is the money shot. Peter, I want everything on the disk now, we can all go over it tomorrow morning and pick out what we need. Janie," she said, turning to me, "you have some time off, but I am going to need you on Monday to take some more shots, a little more revealing this time."

Both Mom and Heather perked up at that point, looking concerned, but I beat them too it. 

"How much more revealing?" I questioned.

"Bathing suits and lingerie," J.D. said calmly. "Nothing nude, I promise." She looked concerned at me, probably thinking that I was going to bail on her.

"Cool," I said smiling. "This is going to be great." Both J.D. and Carol started beaming, but Mom and Heather looked at each other.

"Now darling," Carol said sweetly, "here is your first perk of modeling. Take whatever you want home with you, take it all if you want."

"Really," I said startled. 

"Of course," Carol said grinning. "You are going to be the face of CMS Fashions and I want you to wear it as often as possible. If you are going to be our model then having you wear my stuff in public will be the best advertising method out there, especially when you start attending college in September."

"And here is your first pay check," J.D. said, handing me an envelope. "You earned it."

I thanked both of them and went back to the dressing room to find that Katheryn had already packed up my clothes and had the racks waiting for me. I changed into the short red dress with the V neck and the matching red shoes. The dress stopped just below my butt, and the heels made my legs look exceptional. I took most of the rest of the clothes, but J.D. and Carol both insisted that I take the pinstripe suit.

On the way home in the limo I opened the envelope and nearly had a heart attack. I had not planned on earning that much money from a single photo shoot. I handed the check to Mom and Heather and Mom just stared at it, Heather looked at it smugly and nodded.

"Good, I see that they have paid for the shoot and included the advance on the next one." She said. "That will keep you interested. Also, did you see the note in here reminding you that you are exclusively tied to J.D. for modelling?"

"No, but I remember that that was a condition of the contract." I said, and Mom nodded in agreement. Basically, I couldn't model for anyone but her clients and currently CMS Fashions had me locked up.

"The next check will probably be the same, but within a week of the pictures going online you will probably start seeing even more."

"Why," Mom asked.

"Because I pushed through a clause in the contract that states that Janie gets a percentage of every item sold based on one of her pictures." Heather said confidently. "Even if you only do this years' line, you will be making money for years to come."

"Thanks Heather." Mom said, "that is really more than I expected."

"No problem." Heather said grinning. "I have to take care of my girl."

"If only for your son," I said grinning back.

"Well him and Jason, he would skin me alive if I let anything happen to his dance partner."

"Let's go celebrate." Mom said.

"Home please, Geoffrey." I said through the open partition.

"Of course Miss Holcombe," came the smart reply.

"But I thought..." Mom said.

"You two have been sitting and sleeping all day, while I have been slaving away in front of baking lights and flashing cameras. I am going home to have a swim and relax."

"Fine," Heather said, "we will just have Geoffrey drop you off and we will head out for dinner."

"No you won't." I said firmly. "Dinner is in the fridge from last night and you two are not allowed out without supervision."

"Well, as your mother I outrank you, so I will just tell Geoffrey to take us out." Mom said smugly.

"I am sorry Ma'am, but I have my instructions from Miss. Holcombe. Your residence is the only destination that I am instructed to drive to."

"Well I sign for the limo bills, so Geoffrey has to do what I say." Heather agreed just as snippily.

"No Ma'am," Geoffrey said to Heather. "Mr. McKabe instructed me to follow only Miss. Holcombe's orders."

"But..." Mom said.

"You can't..." Heather said.

"We have arrived Miss. Holcombe." Geoffrey said, stopping in our driveway.

"Thank you Geoffrey." I said politely. "We won't need you tomorrow, but can you pick us up at the same time on Monday?"

"Of course Miss. Holcombe," he said with a smile.

The four of us went into the house, Geoffrey bringing up the rear with all the clothes. I tipped him this time, despite his protest and thanked him again. He tipped his hat, wished us a pleasant night and departed.

Mom headed into the kitchen and started dinner, Heather headed downstairs and started going through the wine cellar, which took about a minute as it was mostly empty. The wet bar was reasonably well stocked and she went into the kitchen with a pitcher of martinis for her and Mom. 

I took my clothes upstairs and hung them up in my walk in closet. I could tell that I was going to like this business.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 16



Sunday morning dawned and I didn't move. I was completely exhausted and just wanted to lie around in bed. I heard Mom and Heather downstairs making breakfast and just rolled over and went back to sleep. Mom poked her head in and told me breakfast was ready, but I just waved her off and pulled the blankets over my head.

After modelling all day, I had indeed gone for a swim and then had dinner. Mom and Heather had sat up for a while and wanted me to join them to discuss the day, but after about nine I gave up and went to bed.

I went downstairs about eight and found Mom and Heather sipping coffee and looking very pleased with themselves.

"Well, good morning sleepy head." Mom said brightly.

"Miehrndslht," was all I could manage. 

"Oh, someone is a little rough this morning." Heather said looking delighted.

"No, just still tired." I said, "all that changing clothes yesterday was really tiring."

"Yeah, sure," Mom laughed. "I heard you and Trent on the computer last night."

"Really," Heather said, perking up still a little more.

"Oh yes, the moaning and the groaning was obscene." Mom said with a dark grin.

To my credit, I didn't even blush.

"I am certain I don't know what you are talking about." I responded loftily.

"Oh yes you do." Heather hinted. "Just wait till I tell Jason."

"Tell him what?" I responded. "That Trent and I were talking till late, won't work. He and Jason were gone from the hotel before nine their time. So there." I stuck my tongue out at them.

"Then what was all that noise last night?" Mom asked.

"Oh that was me all right, those dance moves they made me do at the shoot really pushed my muscles. I think I pulled something and every time I rolled over it hurt."

"Well then it is a good thing that I arranged a spa day, your treat of course." Heather said confidently. "The limo will pick us up in an hour and you can get a massage to loosen up your muscles."

"Why my treat?" I demanded.

"You're the big time model now darling." Mom said smiling sweetly. "That means that you have all the disposable income to spend on your loving mother and the dotting mother of your gorgeous boyfriend."

I snorted in disgust, took my juice and went back up to my room. Trent had not called, we had spoken the night before and I told him not to call in the morning as I knew that I would be sleeping in. I was really missing him and it was hard to see him on the screen and not be able to do anything for him. I could tell that he was getting frustrated too, but he still had another week to go in Japan with Jason. I had already made not to subtle hints that he should fly to LA and come to the new house before he went home, or wherever else that Jason had planned for him.

I stripped off my nightie and went in for my shower. Once again I had to take care of myself in the shower. I was so unbearably horny, and had to get some relief. I had started keeping my plug and pb in the shower so that I could take care of myself in private, plus I could clean it after I was done.

Forty minutes and a couple of relaxing orgasms later, I was ready to get dressed and head out. I walked into the closet and started looking at the clothes I had received from CMS. A white mini skirt, white flat shoes, pale blue button down shirt, white thong and bra and I was ready to go.

I came downstairs and found Mom and Heather ready to go. Mom was in green shorts, and a matching blouse and heels. Heather wore a beige skirt that went to mid thigh and an open collar shirt.

Geoffrey was waiting out front with the limo and held the door open for us, tipping his hat politely as we climbed in.

Our first stop was to the bank where I deposited my check and got some working money for the day. Then it was off to the spa. Traffic was light and he had no problem finding a parking spot. Geoffrey dropped us right out front and held the door open for us again. We waltzed into the spa and were immediately set upon by the ladies working there.

Heather had arranged a complete day of pampering and then shopping and I just went along with the flow. The message felt divine and really loosened my muscles; in fact I think that she even fixed the pulled muscle that I had. Then it was off to the mud bath. I know it helps my skin, but I can't help feeling that I should be spanked for playing in that much dirt. A nice relaxing shower and then a peel, waxing and manicure and pedicure followed. I could really get used to being spoiled this way, at least until I saw the bill.

I reached for my purse and Heather just laughed and signed the bill.

"Don't worry darling." She told me smiling. "I was just kidding. This is a business expense for us."

"How so?" I questioned.

"Well, as a model, you have to be well groomed and beautiful at all times. As your Mother, Karen needs to project the right image and as your manager, I have to appear business like and professional, now we can't do that with chipped nails and hunched shoulders, now can we."

"You're a model?" asked the lady behind the reception desk, looking sceptical, "what agency?"

I opened my mouth to answer and Heather grabbed my arm and hustled me out of the spa.

"Never tell anyone what agency you work for." She cautioned me. "They will then use that as publicity, 'Models for Timmerson shop here', that kind of thing."

"I didn't know." I said.

"I know that's why I got you out of there. Now let's shop."

"I don't need anything right now," I protested as we headed down Hollywood Blvd. "I've got all the new clothes from the shoot and..." 

A door burst open and the tailor who had fitted Candy and I stood before us.

"Oh good, you have brought some of your colleagues." He said smiling at Mom and Heather. "I can fit them right now."

"Who is this and what is he talking about?" Mom asked.

"I..." started to respond.

"I am her costume designer." He said proudly. "Now, can I have the joy of saying the same about you two lovely ladies?"

"Janie?" Mom and Heather said.

I was about to explain when Geoffrey pulled up and got out of the car.

"Are you ready to go Miss.?" He asked diffidently.

"Yes, very." I nearly shouted and ran to the limo. Mom and Heather followed leaving the man standing on the sidewalk looking confused.

"Home please Geoffrey." I said quickly.

"Janie, we are still waiting." Heather said demandingly.

"I don't know what he is talking about; he must have me confused with someone else." I said as innocently as possible.

Both of them gave me the disapproving mother stare, you know the one they give you when they know you are lying, but I just shrugged.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with stripper shoes in your closet would it?" Mom asked conversationally.

I whipped my head around and stared at her.

"What...how...when..." I babbled.

"I thought so." Mom said leaning back in the limo. "Now do you want to tell us the rest of the story?"

"How did you..."

"You missed a blouse last night and I brought it upstairs and hung it up for you when you were asleep." Mom said smiling slightly. "I saw the shoes and figured that you just went shopping with Candy. Now do you want to tell me about this costume designer of yours?"

I told them the whole story and before I was even half finished they had both started to laugh at me.

"Oh Janie, that is nothing to be ashamed of." Heather said. "I wish you had told us about this on the street, I could use another stripper outfit."

"Another stripper outfit," I half yelled.

"Me too, my last one dissolved in the wash." Mom said.

"Arrrrggghhhhh." I screamed, burying my face in my lap and covering my ears as they continued to laugh at me. "This is way too much information. I don't want to know about my mother or my boyfriend's mother in stripper outfits."

"Well dear, we did have lives before you kids came along." Mom laughed at me.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." I mumbled, looking out the window.

We got back to the house and Geoffrey helped us out of the car and into the house with our packages from the spa. I told him what time we would need him the next day and thanked him again, he still wouldn't take a tip from me though, and he departed.

Dinner was a quiet affair of salad and ice tea and then Mom and Heather went for a swim. I wanted to but they told me no, I had a shoot in the morning and I couldn't chance ruining my nails. I think they just wanted a chance to plot against me.

I went for a ride around the community and spoke to some of the people that Candy and I had met the week before and made a few new friends. There were a lot of young families in the neighbourhood and I saw lots of babies and toddlers. 

I got home, took my shower, talked to Trent when he called. I didn't tell him about the scene on the sidewalk as that would have started far too many questions that I wasn't ready to answer yet.

"I really miss you." I told him. "I can't wait until you are back and we can share a bed again."

"Is that all?" He teased.

"You know it's not." I said shyly, looking at him thru my lashes.

"I love the way you do that." He said. "I miss having you with me. Maybe the next trip, you can come with."

"Maybe, but what am I going to do all day while you are at meetings?"

"Do the tourist thing and work on you photography." He said. "Get tan and be ready for me to ravage you as soon as I get back."

"Is that what you think I am," I said feigning anger, "an empty headed trophy girlfriend to be at your beck and call for sex?"

"Would that be a bad thing?"

"No, I just wanted to clarify." I said laughing.

"Seriously, you can just sightsee and tell me all about it." He said. "I don't get to see anything but board rooms all day."

"Yeah, and sexy young Japanese schoolgirls and office women," I accused.

"Not my fault they grow them beautiful over here." He said with a straight face.

"I will deal with you when you get here." I said threateningly.

"I hope so." He said with a grin. "I love you baby, bye."

"Bye bye sweetie." I gushed and closed the chat line.

The next morning I was up early and had a walk on the treadmill and then a swim, I didn't care what it did to my nails, I needed the work out. A quick shower and another self imposed orgasm and I was ready to dress and face the day.

A little make up, my white button down shirt, the gray pencil skirt and three inch heels with smoke grey hose and I was ready to go. I put my hair up in a ponytail and was sitting downstairs eating some light fruit when Mom and Heather joined me.

"Good morning dear." Mom said kissing the top of my head.

"Hi mom, Heather," I responded.

"You look great honey." Heather said approvingly. "CMS looks good on you."

Geoffrey was right on time to pick us up and he dropped us off with five minutes to spare, traffic on Monday morning was a lot heavier than I thought it would be, only in LA. 

Mom and Heather stayed in the car and said that they would see me in a bit; they wanted to have a quiet breakfast before coming to the shoot. I looked suspiciously at them, but they stared blankly back at me. 

"Enjoy, I think I can handle myself until you guys get back." I said. "Geoffrey, take them to breakfast and bring them right back, no side trips."

"Of course not Miss Holcombe," he said politely. 

"Have fun" Mom said as the limo pulled away and I was left standing on the sidewalk alone. I turned and made my way up to Peter's studio and found everyone ready.

"Here she is." Carol said smiling, "right on time as usual."

"Carol, good to see you again, Katheryn, you look lovely." I said. "Hi Peter."

"Janie, looking as good as always, you're going to put me out of business girl." Katheryn complained.

"Just trying to make your life easier," I laughed.

"Janie, there has been a small change." Peter told me. "We need to do the evening wear line first. Lingerie and swimsuits will be tomorrow."

"No problem." I said.

"Good," Carol said, picking up the first outfit for me. "Then let's get started. This time I am looking for a more pinup look this time, you know nineteen forty's kind of thing."

"That should be good." Katheryn put in. "She has the right bone structure. I think something Veronica Lake like; you know the sweep over one eye."

"Perfect, that is just what I want." Carol said.

I stood there dumbfounded. I was being treated like a Barbie doll.

"Get her ready." Peter said. "We are burning daylight."

Katheryn dragged me off to the fitting room and started my hair. Bobby pins, hair spray, gel, mousse and hot rollers were all required to give me the look that they wanted. Halfway through, J.D. came in and handed me the first gown I was to wear. Right then, I decided that it was worth it being their life-sized dress up doll.

The dress was black, backless and floor length. The slit was to my hip, but only on the left. It was strapless and satin. I really didn't have the bust to hold it up, but they produced dressing tape and I was in. The five inch black stilettos gave me the height that I needed and the diamond dangle earrings completed the look.

My makeup was equally overdone. I doubted that anyone would see past my fire engine red lips to my dress. All I needed was cigarette holder and I would have been straight out of a black and white film, or maybe a tall handsome spy in a tux to hang off of.

From that outfit came the red silk backless number with the scoop front. That one was slit up both sides almost to my waist. Everyone got a laugh when I clicked the red sparkly heels I wore together and wished I was home.

They changed my hair style again after that outfit, a more loose design, big and flowing for the sea green chiffon dress. It had a tight fitted bodice and wrap skirt, and I wore ballet flats for that one and they turned the fan on me. They wanted the windblown look.

Then it was back into the black dresses, that one was only knee length, open back and the skirt was handkerchief points. My hair was up in a tight bun. 

I tossed the comment at them that I should do the Marilyn Monroe walk over the subway grate picture, but Carol shot that down, she said I would blow away and they would lose me. Peter said that the mob of drooling men would carry me off.

We stopped for lunch and Mom and Heather joined me at the studio. They brought me a salad and we ate in the corner as Katheryn started to get me ready for the swimsuit portion of the shoot.

The first suit was a tasteful one piece, but very high cut on the hips. It was blue and had a nice wrap to go with it. Peter had set up a nice blue screen behind me and said it would look like I was on the beach. I did that outfit for a while and then we switched to a red one, then the white then the black. I was glad that they didn't ask me to do the yellow one.

From there we moved on to bikinis and more risqué suits. They just kept getting smaller and smaller. The bikinis started as the kind of thing a pre-teen would buy or have been given to them by their parents, lots of material, full coverage, but still a bikini. From there we went to the teen 'let's show off for the guys' suits. The tops on these were small enough that the sides of my breasts were visible and the bottoms started a good inch below my navel. After that we moved on to the hunting wear. At least that is what I called them.

These were the suits that could only be worn by women wanting to snare some guy. The tops covered my nipples, but that was about all. The bottoms were basically enough to give me a camel toe, but nothing else. The colours were wild, gold, silver, black, very eye catching.

It was getting late in the day and J.D. could see that I was getting tired, but she wanted me to push on. I had to agree. I was tired, but I was in the zone again. I had gone from the cute little girl next door to the simmering sexpot and they wanted to keep shooting while I was there.

We then slowly transitioned to the lingerie, at least that is what I thought, but I was wrong. They said we were still on the bathing suits. These were similar to the monokini's that Heather had bought me for Trent. 

The silver one piece that was basically one long piece of material was how we started. It clipped behind my neck, came down, just covered my nipples, then stayed open all the way down to my crotch were the material came together and turned into a thong up my but before connecting at the waist with the front of the suit. The thigh high white stockings and CFM heels pushed it into the realm of sex wear.

That was the last part of the day. It was almost seven at night and I had had enough. Carol and J.D. called the shoot just as Mom and Heather stood up and started to walk over.

"I think that that is more than enough for one day." Carol said. 

"Agreed," J.D. said. "We can't have our star looking tired in the pictures. Janie, you did so well today, I want you to take tomorrow off and be here same time Wednesday for the lingerie shoot. That will be the last one for a while, probably about a month, then we can get started on the late fall, winter and Christmas photos."

"Good thinking," Carol said, "we should have those outfits ready by then."

"No problem." I said trying to smile, my face hurt and I had lost my sultry face about five shots back.

"Get changed and we will have everything ready for you when you are done." J.D. told me, turning to Peter who was uploading his camera cards to the computer.

I got back into my street clothes and thanked my Mom when she handed me a pair of deck shoes. My feet were killing me from the heels all day, especially since they were all new. I came out of the dressing room and found my new clothes already packed and boxed and ready to go. Mom and Heather led me out of the studio and into the car, Geoffrey was already waiting patiently for us and had the clothes loaded in no time.

Mom instructed him to take us to a bank machine and then home, she already had my cheque. I signed it without looking at it and only saw the numbers when I deposited it. The value didn't really sink in until the next morning when I looked at the deposit slip and realized just how much I was making. Carol must have been paying through the nose for me to be exclusive for her if J.D. was paying me that much.

I was too tired to eat that night and just wiped off my makeup and fell into bed. I think I was asleep before I hit the bed.

Morning came and I woke up ready to eat everything in the house. I made my way into the bathroom, showered to the accompaniment of my growling stomach and then dressed in a pair of boy shorts and a matching powder blue tank top and went looking for breakfast.

Two toasted bagels and three glasses of juice later, I was sitting in the sunroom sipping my tea and just vegging when Mom and Heather showed up.

"Good morning Janie, feeling better?" Mom asked.

"Awake at least." I responded.

"Good, you passed out hard last night." Heather said. "All that smiling was hard work."

"Tell me about it," I complained. "My cheeks are still sore, and I don't think I could pull off that sexy look again on a bet."

"You did great yesterday." Mom confirmed. "And you have today off."

"I know, I'm just going to veg today."

"After your workout," Heather said firmly.

I groaned but got up and went into the gym room. An hour and a half later I was floating comfortably in the pool, my work out and swim complete. Mom and Heather were both out on the sun loungers in bikini bottoms only working on their tans.

"Don't you think you two should have tops on?" I questioned.

"Why, no one can see us." Mom said, rolling over onto her back, showing her thong.

"Mom, you two are getting out of control again." I sighed.

"Nonsense," Heather replied. "We are both fully aware of what we are doing."

"That is what scares me." I said darkly. "And by the way, what did the two of you do yesterday when you went for breakfast?"




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 16



"Why we went to breakfast." Mom said simply.

"Where, it doesn't take that long to have breakfast." I said.

"We found the most marvellous little bistro just down from the Chinese theatre." Heather said. "The Eggs Benedict was delightful."

"And the crepes were light as a feather." Mom put in.

"And that took you three and a half hours?" I ask suspiciously. 

"Well you know how I like to dawdle of my coffee." Mom said smiling.

"Yes I do, but three hours is pushing it, even for you. Wait a minute, where near the Chinese theatre?"

"Just down the block a little."

"You mean near that stripper store don't you?" I growled.

"I think it might have been near there, wasn't it Karen?" Heather said innocently.

"Now that you mention it, I think it was near there." Mom said.

"You both went and had stripper outfits made." I accused.

"Now dear, why would we do something like that?" Heather said.

"And who would I wear something like that for?" Mom questioned.

"How many?" I demanded.

"Now dear, we have talked about this." Mom said soothingly. "It is not polite to ask a lady..."

"Mom," I demanded.

"Just a couple of new swimsuits dear," Heather said soothingly.

"From a stripper tailor?" I asked scandalized.

"Well dear, now where else will we be able to find custom fit lingerie for that price." Mom said soothingly. "It is a good thing he was gay, or I might have had to slap him when he took my measurements."

"Me too," Heather said smiling.

With a groan I rolled off the mat I was laying on in the pool and tried to drowned myself.

After lunch I called Candy and told her what had happened, looking for sympathy, silly me. I had long since confessed to her that 'Aunt Karen' was Mom and that I had just said that because I was going to school for the first time and I didn't want anyone to confuse me with my brother. She exploded with laughter and said it was a great idea that Mom and Heather got outfits. When I suggested that she bring her mom down she said that they would be down for the weekend anyway and she and I could take her into the city for a fitting. Screaming in exasperation, I hung up on her.

Trent's call that night was just what I needed, even though I couldn't tell him what Mom and Heather had been up to. He was sympathetic when I told him about how tiring the modeling was, but I don't think he understood. He only asked when he was going to see the pictures. I promised him I would ask for a disk of some of the shots that they wouldn't be using.

I called Candy back and apologized after I finished with Trent and she told me not to worry about it, she was just kidding about bringing her mother down. I told her to go ahead, why should I be the only one mortified by my mom. Then I asked her about her dancing for Kevin.

"Oh baby," she responded. "I am still bow legged from that night."

"I take it he liked it." I laughed at her.

"You know he did." She smiled, that contented afterglow smile. "He did me three times that night and again in the morning. It was a good thing my parents were away for the weekend. I think I cracked the plaster with my screaming."

"How many times did you dance for him?" I asked.

"Just twice," she confirmed. "The red lattice dress and the hot pink ripped one. I am saving the schoolgirl outfit for his birthday."

"Sounds yummy," I said wistfully. "I still have a few days till Trent gets back."

"I know honey, but just think about the homecoming." I could hear her smile through the phone. "Gotta jet, I am on the early shift tomorrow."

"Me too, the lingerie shoot is tomorrow."

"Cool, grab me something extra nice, you know my sizes. Later." 

We showed up at the shoot the next morning and when I saw the outfits they had laid out for me my nervousness vanished and I smiled at the thought of having Trent see me in some of them.

We didn't waste any time and jumped right into the shoot with a black bustier, thong, garter belt, fishnets and black heels. Then it was the white virginal wedding look. That one I really liked. I imagined that I was ready for Trent to take me after our wedding and even J.D. said that I had the look that they wanted, the excited scared eagerness of the young bride. It was a corset, white, of course, fine mesh sides, heavily embroidered front, frill at the legs, matching thong, and attached garters. Just for the look, they added a veil pushed back, so that it looked like I had just changed from the dress. After that we got into the really sexy stuff.

The other white corset was covered in light blue ribbon crisscrossing on the front, a neck strap, white hose and garters. I still don't know what it is about men and garters and stockings, but it works. 

They even did a few shots of me just in panties, with my back to the camera. My favourite was the red Asian backless dress. It had Chinese characters in gold on the front, stopped at mid thigh and had black trim and black laces to hold it together. The g-string that went with it was just too sexy for words. I was glad it was the last outfit of the day; I was so horny thinking about Trent seeing me in it I almost came on the spot.

We finished early that day and J.D. gave me another cheque and Carol packed all the lingerie I had worn that day. It was a lot of clothing, but because it was so small and light, it didn't take a lot of room.

We made it home just before five and opened the door to find Trent and Jason in the Kitchen drinking coffee. I squealed and flung myself into his arms, kissing him like I hadn't seen him in a year.

Heather was right behind me, but had a bit more self control, and limited herself to one deep kiss. Mom just stood at the door and sighed. The sound broke me out of my delight at seeing Trent and I turned and saw the wistful smile on her face. She just smiled a little brighter at me and went off to her room before I could say anything.

"Welcome home baby." I said hugging him.

"I am so happy to see you." Trent said trying to break my ribs with his hug.

I broke away from him and went to Jason.

"Welcome to your home." I said smiling and hugging him. "Thanks for letting us use it."

"Well, we had to have someplace nice to come and visit and make a nuisance of ourselves while you are in school." He laughed hugging me.

"Have you guys had the tour yet?" Heather asked.

"Not yet, we just got here and put the coffee on." Jason said. "That time change really knocks you out."

"Well, I am going to let Heather show you around, I need to talk to Mom about something." I said walking out of the kitchen after giving Trent another kiss.

I found Mom in her room changing from her dress into something more comfortable.

"You okay Mom?" I asked.

"Just fine dear," she said confidently. "I just thought that I would give you guys' time to say hello in private.

"I saw that look as you left Mom; you still miss Dad, don't you." I said.

"Yes, every single day." She replied wistfully.

"Have you considered getting remarried?"

"No," Mom said firmly. "There was only one man I'd ever marry and that was your father."

"Well, now that you have the house to yourself, you should at least start dating again." I said.

"We'll see dear." She said. "Actually now that I have met up with Heather again, I am starting to work with some of their charities."

"Good, can't have you getting bored now can we."

"I will do my best dear." She said smiling a little brighter.

"Good, because I wanted to talk to you about those outfits you bought."

Mom blushed crimson. "What about them dear?"

"Well, I can't help but think that you don't need a stripper's outfit unless you have someone to dance for." I said looking shrewdly at her. 

"Well, the health club has asked me to teach a class in stripping for your partner and pole dancing. I need the outfits for that."

"Yeah, sure Mom," I retorted. "I know about that class. Susan showed me the flyer, I happen to know that it calls for normal dance outfits."

Mom blushed even brighter at being caught.

"Who is he?" 

"A friend of Jason & Heather's," she gushed. "I am so glad that I can finally tell you. I was worried that you would think I was being unfaithful to your father." 

"Mom Dad is gone," I said softly. "I know that you still love him and I know that he loved you and would want you to be happy."

"How did you get so smart?"

"Must be the company I keep." I smiled at her. "Now who is he?"

"He is a widower; he works on a charity board that Heather heads. She put us together to plan an event and I think she hoped that something would happen. We both really like each other, but neither of us wants to get married again."

"Well you could just live together." I said.

"Janie, how could you suggest such a thing to your mother?" She asked me scandalized. 

"How long have how two been seeing each other?"

"Since New Year's," she admitted. "I didn't want to tell you then because you had just broken up with Trent and then there was no time after the cruise as you were never home."

"So how close are you two?"

"Just friends," Mom confirmed.

"Good friends?" I pushed.

"Friends," Mom said firmly.

"With benefits?" I teased, and her blush returned. "Good for you. You should be getting some Mom."

"Janie," Mom said shocked. "How can you say something like that to your mother? I thought I raised you better than that."

"Oh Mom, lighten up. You know Trent and I have been having sex for months, so why shouldn't I talk to you about your sex life." 

"Because it is not something a lady should discuss." 

"Only with her partner in crime, or should I say stripping," I laughed

"That does it, out, out, OUT." Mom hollered at me smiling. "Go bother your boyfriend."

Laughing I ran out of the bedroom and down the stairs to find Trent Jason and Heather still in the kitchen discussing business.

"What was that all about?" Jason asked.

"Mom finally told me about the guy you two hooked her up with." I giggled.

"We did nothing of the sort." Heather said indignantly.

"Yes you did." Jason retorted. "I saw you going over the list of assignments for the charity committees. You put the two of them together and pulled everyone else from that group so that they would have to work together."

"I did not." Heather said defiantly.

"Then how come that committee went from a four person team to two?" Jason asked.

"Because there was a new committee that had to be formed and I had to reshuffle the teams." Heather said.

"Mom, I'm not even buying that one." Trent told her.

"Thanks." I said, giving Heather a big hug. "I know that she has been so lonely since Dad died and it is nice to know that she won't be sitting at home alone while Susan and I are away at college."

"I just want her to be happy." Heather said. "Now, I have ordered dinner, it will be here in about fifteen minutes. That gives us time to change and wash up if we all hustle. So let's go, and no hanky panky."

"Have you ever noticed that they never stop being Mothers?" Jason asked me as we left the kitchen.

"Yes, I have seen some of that from time to time." I responded as we trooped out of the kitchen and up stairs.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 17



Trent followed me upstairs and into our bedroom. 

"Do you believe this place?" He asked looking around the bedroom.

"No, I have been here more than a week and I am still in shock that they got us such a large place."

"It is going to take me a while to get used to it as well. At least I am going to be working out of the LA office for the next little while before our next trip, so that I can stay here with you."

"Great," I squealed, leaping into his arms. "I was worried that you would have to go away again right away."

"Nope, not for at least a week, maybe two," he said as he kissed me.

"Good, because as soon as the 'rent's go to sleep tonight, I am going to rock your world."

"Not tonight baby," Trent said sadly. "I can barely keep my eyes open right now. I doubt I would be any use to you tonight."

"Wanna bet?" I leered at him.

"Let's go you two." Jason hollered from downstairs. "Dinner is here."

With a deep sigh, Trent put me down and we walked into the bathroom. 

"Jason and Heather didn't tell you about this place did they?"

"Nope, just that they got us a place for us to stay at while we went to school." He replied, changing out of his shirt. "I should have known that they were up to something though."

We went back downstairs and ate dinner and then Jason and Heather said goodnight and headed off to bed. Mom went to her room and put on a movie and Trent and I went for a quick swim and then to bed. 

I stripped off my suit and removed my vagina and climbed into bed nude and waited for Trent. He had a quick shower and then joined me, wearing a pair of boxer shorts. I snuggled into his arms and he pulled me close.

"I missed you." He whispered. "My bed felt so empty."

"Well, I had plenty of company here, so it wasn't so bad."

"What kind of company?" He demanded.

"Oh, just someone to share my nice big bed," I temporized, playing with the sparse growth of chest hair he had.

"Who?" He demanded getting louder.

"My lesbian lover Candy." I said giggling. 

"What..."

"The first night here, she got lonely in her room and she climbed into bed with me. After that, we just gave up and she slept here with me each night."

"You tease." He said. "Did you at least get pictures of your wild lesbian trysts for me to enjoy?"

"That is just too private to share, but she did say that she ravaged me in my sleep."

"Yeah, right," he said laughing with me.

"But speaking of pictures, I do have some for you to watch." I picked up the remote and started the slide show on the TV at the foot of the bed. His head shot up and his eyes widened as a picture of me in the white body suit bent over backwards flashed on the screen.

The disk was set for random play and the pictures shifted from the young and cute to the sophisticated and sexy and back again. I thought he was going to lose it when the shot of me in the pinstripe suit came on.

He was completely engrossed in the slideshow and didn't even twitch when I reached into his boxers and gripped his hard shaft. I slowly started to milk him, just keeping him on edge and letting him watch the parade of my pictures when I heard a faint snore and looked up at him.

His eyes were closed and he had drifted off to sleep watching me. I snickered and turned the TV off and the lights and snuggled into his shoulder a little deeper and gripped the hardness in my hand and closed my eyes, delighted to be home with my man again.

I woke the next morning in exactly the same position that we fell asleep in. I was still cuddled up top Trent and holding his cock. He had softened overnight, but was still in my palm. I saw that Trent was still flat on his back snoring softly. I slipped out of bed and padded into the bathroom. A quick shower and a thorough cleaning inside and out, a good shot of lube and I was ready to take my man. It was still early, the sun was barely up and I had just enough light to see in the dressing room without turning on the light.

I picked through my new lingerie and found just the thing I was looking for, all virginal white and frilly, yet determinedly slutty. The stockings were thigh high, white, seamed and with a large bow on the back of each thigh. The white lace garter belt and panties matched, but the panties were completely crotchless. I went without the shoes for this one, but stood on my toes to walk back into the bedroom. Trent had not moved an inch, he was spread-eagled on the bed, and he had started to harden in his sleep.

I slipped into bed and ducked under the covers, crawling over and kneeling between his legs; I slipped him into my mouth and started to suck his shaft. He hadn't hardened completely and I was able to swallow him whole. My tongue stroked his cock and he started to harden as I gently pulled him into me. 

I was very gentle; I didn't want to wake him until I was ready, so I lapped softly at his penis, enjoying the texture and the taste. When I went lower and started to nuzzle his scrotum, he moaned in his sleep. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth and lavished them with attention. I could feel the abundance of sperm waiting for me. 

I worked my way back up to his towering magnificence and kissed the head. The precum dribbling out tasted delightful on my tongue. I wanted more and proceeded to jack his cock gently in my hand. Trent was twisting his head back and forth on the pillow, I was certain that he was dreaming about me doing this very thing.

He had reached his full size, and I couldn't wait any longer. I slithered up his body and lay down on top of him. His dick pressed into my crevasse and I pulled myself open for him. Guiding him with one hand I slipped the head of him into my pussy and sighed in delight as he slid home. Trent groaned in his sleep and I wiggled to get him perfectly settled inside of me. Once he was where I wanted him, I kissed him and woke him up.

"Huh, Janie," he mumbled.

"Hi handsome," I smiled down at him. "This is your morning wake up fuck."

"What..." he muttered, still half asleep.

I sat up and threw the covers off, pushing him completely into me, and groaned.

"Good morning baby, I missed you." I told him, squeezing him tight.

"Oh baby, I missed you too, but can't you at least let me wake up so that I can take care of you properly."

"No, I waited long enough. You passed out on me last night during my handjob. How do you think that made me feel?" I pouted at him.

"I'm sorry Janie, but the flight and the time change just about killed me."

"Well, you can make it up to me now."

"How," he asked grabbing my hips and pulling me down tighter to him.

"By rolling me over and fucking the shit out of me," I demanded.

"Your wish is my command." He responded, flipping my onto my back and lying on top of me. He pulled out slightly and drove back in with gusto.

"Ooooohhhhhhh, I have missed that." I moaned.

"Me to, you have no idea how much I wanted to do this as soon as I saw you last night."

"You could have," I told him, locking my legs behind his knees and pulling my deeper with each thrust. "It's not as if our parents don't know about us."

"Yes, but they might have been a little upset if I raped you in kitchen."

"You can't rape the willing." I groaned, pulling him down for a kiss.

Our lips met, opened and our tongues entwined. Trent continued to saw in and out of my pussy, groaning into my mouth as he went. My hips twisted and lunged up to meet him, I pulled him harder with my legs, I wanted him as deeply inside me as he could go.

"Harder, fuck me harder." I panted.

"How is this," he grunted, increasing his speed and I squealed in delight. I held on to his shoulders, digging my nails into him. 

"Moooorrrrreeeee, ddddeeeeppppppeeeerrrrrr." I moaned.

"You want more you little slut, you'll get it." Trent said, pulling completely out of me and rocking up on his knees. He grabbed my leg and flipped my over onto my belly, pulled up my hips and drove his shaft right back into me.

I screamed into the bedclothes, my fists gripping the comforter as he held my hips and fucked me. There was no other word for it, Trent took me. Grabbing hold of my pigtails he wrenched my head up out of the bed and growled at me.

"Is this what you want you little slut?" He demanded. "Is this enough for you?"

"No, more, deeper," I gasped as his hips hit my ass again.

He pushed my head down again and proceeded to fuck me across the bed. Each time he ploughed into me I moved a little farther up the bed until I hit the headboard. I pulled myself up and held onto it for dear life. Trent was riding my ass for all he was worth.

The sweat dripped off his face and chest and I could feel it drop on my shoulders like hot wax. I pushed back against the headboard to meet his thrusts and he growled in his throat at me. I felt his hand reach around and grab me, one hand to my clit and the other to my chest. He was pulling me upright and still fucking me. I couldn't stand the pleasure and screamed his name as I came.

Tent pulled me even tighter to him and grunted as he shot his load into me. I could feel his scalding semen shot deep into my body. The twitching of his cock in my pussy only served to extend my own orgasm. I continued to twitch and dribble cum onto the pillow beneath me as he poured his love into me.

He fell back on the bed and took me with him. I was on top, my back to his front and we were both gasping and fighting for breath. I flexed my muscles to keep him in me and as hard as possible, I wanted more, but I could feel him softening on me. 

"That was the best home coming present I have every got." He finally said in my ear, kissing the nape of my neck.

"It was my pleasure." I whispered back, "but I'm not done yet."

Half an hour later and two more orgasms for me and one for him and we were back in bed snuggling. We had showered and cleaned up, and fucked while doing it and now it was time to talk.

He had carried me into the shower, lingerie and all and then proceeded to fuck me silly all over again. This time it was standing in the shower, my back to the wall and my legs around his waist. I think the feel of the wet silk of my stockings and panties really got to him. After he came, he kept on fucking me till he was completely soft and fell out of me. He held me to his chest and kissed me gently as his come drained out of me all over him.

"You really liked that outfit, didn't you?" I teased.

"I like you in any outfit." He responded, kissing the top of my head.

"Then I think you will love these." I said, turning the TV back on and flipping to the lingerie section of the disk Peter made for me.

Trent watched in open mouth surprise as images of me in increasingly revealing outfits flashed across the screen. I felt him start to harden again in my hand even as I saw the red flush of anger rise in his face.

"What is it baby?" I asked, fearing the answer.

"I don't want you to be seen like that." He said sitting up.

"Baby, don't worry about it." I said softly, trying to pull him back to bed.

"How can I not worry about it?" He demanded, standing up.

"Because of two very important reasons," I told him firmly. "One these shots are not for publication. This is a special disc of the discards that they are not using. Carol wanted something more demure for the actual website."

"Then why did they take them." Tent asked still angry.

"Because, I was in the zone," I told him. "You know how it is when you get to that point. You don't stop for anything; they just let me work and picked out what they wanted."

"And how do you know they won't use them in the future."

"Because I watched Peter delete them after he made me this disk, and I have a say in which photos they can use."

Trent paused at that and seemed to consider what I was saying.

"And what is the second reason?"

"The second reason is," I purred at him, hanging on to his shoulders and rubbing myself against his back. "Because I love you and you get the real thing, everyone else only gets pictures."

Mollified Trent let me lead him back to bed and snuggled up to me.

"You promise no one else will see you like this," he said pointing at the screen. He had picked a very good shot to demonstrate his point. It was the one where I was wearing the black mesh bodysuit, the one with the large triangular arrow covering my tits and vagina, the smouldering look again staring out of the camera.

"Well, if they do see it, you can be safe in the knowledge that that look is only for you." I told him smiling and then dropping into the same look.

"Damn that is sexy Janie." He leaned in to kiss me just as there was a knock on the door. I pulled the covers up over both of us and Trent hit the off key of the TV.

"Come in." I hollered and Mom pushed the door open.

"Good morning you two, ready to face the day?"

"I guess so," I told her, "why, what's up?"


"Trent has to go to the office and get to work." She told me.

"But he just got home last night." I said.

"Yes, and he and Jason have to be in the office in an hour. There is a meeting with the board and Trent has to get his office set up and met his secretary. Breakfast is in ten." She said closing the door and moving off down the hallway.

"Well, at least we are already showered." Trent said, getting out of bed while I sat there and pouted.

"Can't they at least give you a day off to get unpacked?"

"Apparently not." He said resignedly. "Look, why don't you come with me. You can do some shopping and then we can have lunch together and after work we can come home and pick up where we left off."

"No, I think I will just hang out here by the pool and pout."

Trent came out of the closet, dressed in a nice dark blue suit, his tie over his arm and pulled me out of bed. 

"Come on and get dressed, you can at least come and see me off." He said pushing me into the closet.

I dressed quickly, shorts and a halter, pulled my hair back and held it in place with one of the clips I got on our cruise and padded barefoot down the hall behind him, feeling sorry for myself. We made it into the kitchen and found Mom, Jason and Heather there already eating.

"Good morning you two." Heather said cheerfully. Jason waved his coffee mug.

"Hi guys, sleep well." Trent asked sitting at the table.

"Very well, eventually." Heather said with a wicked grin.

"Mom, too early for that." Trent said looking uncomfortable.

"What, your father and I stayed up late talking about the trip." She smiled. "You know how interested I am in the business." Jason snorted into his mug and Heather slapped him playfully.

I moved into the kitchen to help mom, but she shooed my away and pointed to the table. She served Trent his breakfast, and my fruit was already laid out for me. I picked at, not really hungry.

"Oh Trent, by the way, I have arranged for your secretary at the office." Jason said. "Ashley will be waiting for you when we get there."

"Ashley," I said suspiciously. 

"Yes, Ashley Carson. We just hired her about three months ago, but she has really made a name for herself."

'I bet,' I thought darkly. 

I suddenly had this vision of a tall leg blonde hovering over Trent, monster tits pushing out of her top and spilling over him as she gushed her way about how good looking he was. The image shifted suddenly and I saw her bent over his desk, him fucking her hard from behind as she screamed for more. Bolting to my feet I ran from the kitchen, leaving a very startled group sitting there.

I ran upstairs and straight into the closet. I was determined to show Trent that some little tart named "Ashley" had nothing on me. Forty five minutes later, I returned downstairs and waltzed out to the waiting limo. Mom and Heather were dressed for the day, simple slacks and blouses, Jason had on a suit, Trent had finally put his tie on and they all stopped and stared at me as I came out of the house and climbed into the limo.

I had put on the black stiletto heels, dark stockings and teddy, complete with garters, the pinstripe suit, without a blouse, and my hair pulled back into a bun. Walking calmly, as though there was nothing out of the ordinary, I slipped into the limo with a cheerful, "Good morning Geoffrey."

"Miss Holcombe," he said pleasantly, tipping his hat.

The rest followed me into the limo and simply stared at me.

"Janie, what are you all dressed up for?" Mom finally asked.

"I wanted to see where Trent is working and I have a meeting with J.D. later so I thought I would catch a ride with you guys and then go to my meeting."

Mom looked at me suspiciously, but it was nothing compared to Heather's look. I simply sat there as calmly as I could waiting for the traffic to clear. We arrived at the office building for Jason and Trent and Geoffrey parked in the designated spot on the street. We all piled out and headed in.

The executive elevator was waiting, probably warned ahead of time by Geoffrey and we whisked our way to the top floor to Jason and Trent's offices. We were met at the elevator door by Jason's secretary, an older lady, dark brown hair, a little heavy and glasses, with several pages of faxes in her hand and a notebook.

"Good morning Miss. Jacobs." Jason said pleasantly.

"Good morning Sir." She replied. "Last night's messages, your board meeting is in fifteen minutes and Stanley from research has requested a meeting for anytime you have today. I have booked him for four pm."

"Thank you Miss. Jacobs." Jason said, "that should be fine. You know my wife and Trent of course. This is Trent's girlfriend Janie and her mother and a good friend of Heather's Karen Holcombe."

"Pleasure to see you again Mrs. McKabe, Mr. McKabe. Nice to meet you Mrs. Holcombe, Miss Holcombe."

"Trent will be in thirty six oh four. You have arranged for Miss. Carson to be moved up here?"

"Yes, sir, she was moved yesterday and Mr. McKabe's office is ready for him." 

"Excellent, show him the way while I go through this and get ready for the meeting."

"Yes sir, if you will follow me." Miss. Jacobs said to Trent, I followed along, Mom and Heather went with Jason.

Inwardly I seethed, they had moved this little slut up here, just for Trent, I was going to kill her. I knew that she had worked her way in to get this job to steal him from me and take my place, marry rich and become a trophy wife. I was ready to scratch her eyes out the instant I saw her. I had worked myself into a real fit of rage when we came around the corner and saw a women in her fifties sitting in front of the desk before thirty six oh four.

"Miss. Carson," Miss. Jacobs began, "this is Mr. Trent McKabe and his girlfriend Miss. Janie Holcombe."

She stood quickly and I could see that she was a pleasant lady with gentle eyes and a smiling face.

"It is so nice to meet you Mr. McKabe." She said sweetly. "And you Miss. Holcombe. Let me show you your office."

I immediately felt terrible for everything I had thought about this woman. She was very sweet and obviously not at all what I feared. Trent's office was magnificent, floor to ceiling windows, a great view of downtown, a desk large enough to land a helicopter it seemed, but I barely noticed. Ashley said that she would give us a few minutes then come and get Trent for the meeting. She closed the door gently behind her and I collapsed into a chair.

"What is the matter," Trent said with concern.

I started to say nothing, but I just couldn't lie to him. I confessed everything, right down to my image of him fucking some stunning secretary on his desk while my picture looked out at him. I even opened my jacket to show him what I had worn as a plan to out sexy his new secretary. Trent's eyes lit up at the sight of me sitting in his office, jacket open and teddy clad torso available to him.

"Baby, you didn't have to worry about that." He said comfortingly. "You know that you are the only girl for me."




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 17



"But," I blubbered, "what if..."

"No what if's." He said firmly. "You are the only one for me. You accepted me for me, not because of my parents and what they could do for you and your life. You are making your own way in life and letting me come along with you to share it. I don't need any more than that."

"But what about Heather helping me with my modeling?" I asked wetly.

"That is just help." He said, caressing my chest before he did up my jacket. "You would be crazy not to take help when it is offered. But you got your modeling gig on your own. Mom and Dad didn't call Timerson and make her hire you or make CMS use you as the face of their new line. You did that on your own. Now dry your eyes and go fix your make up."

He pulled me to my feet and pushed me towards a door in the corner. As expected, he had his own private bathroom. After few minutes, several tissues and quick touch up I was ready to head out. I pulled my hair out of its bun and shook it so that it had the casual look; I lost the jacket and put on a simple white blouse from my bag and a lower pair of heels. Just as I came out of the bathroom, the door opened and Ashley came in.

"Mr. McKabe, the meeting starts in five minutes."

"Thank you Miss. Carson. Ready Janie?'

"Uh huh." I mumbled and followed him out.

"I must say Miss. Holcombe that look really suits you." Ashley said.

"Thank you Miss. Carson."

"You don't work here, please call me Ashley." She said smiling. "Your meeting is in your father's office Mr. McKabe."

"Thank you Miss. Carson." He said leading me down the hall to the elevator.

As soon as we were out of earshot of Ashley he leaned down and whispered in my ear.

"As soon as the parents leave, I want my new secretary to waiting for me at home so that we can finish that DICKtation we started this morning." He pinched my ass.

"Of course Mr. McKabe." I responded professionally. "I am at your complete service."

"I love you baby." He said just as the door to Jason's office opened and Mom and Heather walked out.

"Of course Mr. McKabe." I repeated and he laughed.

The elevator doors opened and we stepped in, heading for another day of shopping.



How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 18



Mom Jason and Heather returned home the following weekend, leaving Trent and I alone in the house. The first thing that he did was to order that his secretary report to his office for dictation. 

The limo had barely left the driveway when he turned to me and said sternly, "Miss. Holcombe, be in my office in thirty minutes, we have a client due in for a meeting at two and I want to dictate a letter before he arrives." 

"Yes sir, thirty minutes." I responded meekly, turning and waving goodbye before running into the house and up to the shower. A quick and thorough cleaning, inside and out and I was back in the closet, getting my clothes. I did my make up just as quickly and took my suit to the spare room my mother had just left. 

The grey high heels, the smoke grey hose, teddy with garters and the skirt and jacket. I was waiting patiently outside the office, pad and pen in hand when he strolled past me, showered, shaved, and dressed in a suit, cup of coffee in his hand. 

"Follow me Miss. Holcombe." He said sternly. 

I kept my head down and trailed behind him into the office and saw that he had moved one of the straight back chairs from the kitchen to in front of his desk. He settled himself magnificently behind the desk and pointed to the chair before it, I seated myself on the very edge, pad and pencil poised and ready. 

"Miss. Holcombe, before we begin the dictation, we have to discuss your office attire." 

"What is wrong with my attire sir?" I asked surprised. 

"That suit is fine, the shoes and hose are also within the office dress code, but the code also clearly calls for a blouse. Please remove your jacket and show me your blouse." 

"But sir..." 

"Remove your jacket Miss. Holcombe." He said sternly. 

I was surprised by his request, wondering where he was taking this, but I stood and obeyed his instructions. I slipped the jacket off and draped it over the back of my chair, and turned to face the desk, my head down, clad only in my skirt and teddy. 

"Where is your blouse Miss. Holcombe?" He asked. 

"I'm not wearing one sir." 

"I see, and about your skirt." 

"My skirt sir?" I questioned. 

"Yes, the dress code clearly states that skirts must come below the knees. Does you skirt come below your knees Miss. Holcombe?" 

"No sir," I said meekly, not making eye contact. 

"Remove it." Trent ordered. 

I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I stood before his desk, clad only in my teddy, stockings and heels. 

"At least you are able to follow part of the dress code, the stockings. However, as you are obviously in violation of the rest of the dress code, I have no choice but to discharge you from this company." 

Finally I saw what he was planning, I had to plead for my job, do anything it took to keep it. 

"Oh please sir, don't fire me." I begged. "This is the only position I was able to get. If I get fired, I will lose everything." 

"Then you should have thought of that before you came in here in clear violation of the dress code." 

"But sir, I didn't know I was not following the dress code." I insisted. 

"Regardless, you are in violation of it. Ignorance is no excuse. You are discharged." 

"Please sir, I'll do anything to keep this job." 

"Anything?" He questioned. 

"Anything sir," I responded, falling to my knees before the desk. 

"Then crawl over here and take care of this." He ordered sternly. 

I took his tone seriously and crawled around the desk. I saw that he had his dick out. I reached for it. He was already excited and hard for me. I licked my lips and slowly climbed up his legs. I took him in my mouth and swallowed him whole. I wanted to show him that I would do anything to keep my job. 

My head bobbed up and down on his shaft, my tongue never stopping and my teeth dragging slightly on the pole. He griped my head and controlled my speed. I thought he would want me to get him really horny, but he slowed down my progress, making me take each inch in separately. 

I worshiped the column of flesh before me. I licked the entire length before going beneath his balls and licking there to. I wanted him nice and wet for my passage. My nose wiggled in the space beneath his scrotum and my tongue tickled his perineum. I heard his sharp intake of breath at that and did it again several more times. 

He pulled me up and I dragged my tongue up the underside of his cock. My teeth gently nipped the head as he pushed me back down on him. I flicked my tongue around the crown and at the sensitive underside, enjoying the feeling of his shiver. Taking it to the next level, I dug the tip of my tongue into his slit and lapped the pre-cum that was there. 

The thick salty liquid was the treat I was looking for and I hollowed my cheeks sucking for more and I hummed in my throat. Trent hissed above me and pulled me up sharply, his dick making an obscene popping sound as it slid out of my mouth. 

"You are not going to get off that lightly Miss. Holcombe." He told me sternly. "Now up over the desk, face down." 

"Yes sir." I said meekly, relishing my role. 

I lay down on the cold desk, the soft leather inlay on the desk quickly warming to my body heat and I felt his hands caressing my flanks and ass. I wiggled slightly as he found one of my ticklish spots and a sharp crack on my butt stopped my movement. 

"Hold still." He said sharply. "Your punishment is just beginning." 

I felt him feel between my legs and I spread wider for him. His fingers tore at the gusset of my teddy and the snaps there popped open. He pushed the material up over my ass and onto my back. The garters were pulled even tighter and I felt his hand slowly rub my backside. 

With a sudden loud slap, he spanked me again. The sound echoed in the office, but it didn't hurt all that badly. Trent was cupping his hand so that the impact was light, but the sound was really loud. 

Slap, slap, slap, he spanked me, alternating first the left check, then the right. I wiggled each time he struck, and then started lifting up onto my toes to meet his hand as it came down. The slight tingle in my butt was delightful; I knew from the heat on my ass that I was turning a wonderful shade of pink, on my way to red when he stopped. 

"Did that teach you a lesson Miss. Holcombe?" He asked sternly. 

"Yes sir," I sniffled. 

"Are you all right baby?" Trent asked suddenly concerned at my crying. 

"Yeah, I'm fine," I sniffed again. "Sir, I promise that I will follow the dress code from now on. Please don't fire me," dropping right back into character. 

"We will see about that after I have finished your punishment." He said, and I could hear the smile in his voice. He pulled my cheeks apart and drove his throbbingly hard dick balls deep in my pussy. 

I howled in delight as he sank into me. Trent gripped my hips and banged me hard on the desk. I gripped the front of it and thrust up to meet him. He froze as soon as he was fully seated inside me and didn't move as I wiggled around on him. 

"Do you promise to be a good secretary and dress accordingly Miss. Holcombe?" He asked me. 

"Yes sir." I moaned still trying to get him moving inside me, but he held me pinned to the desk. 

"And you will follow the dress code?" 

"Yes sir." He slipped out a little and pushed back in. 

"And you will report to me every day to make sure that you are dressed properly." 

"Yes sir." Again slight movement, a little deeper this time. Trent was really teasing me. 

"And if you don't follow the code will you accept your punishment?" His voice was starting to shake. 

"Yes sir." I gasped as he slipped half his cock out and drove it back in. "You can punish me as you see fit sir." 

"Good girl." He praised me as he started fucking my in earnest. 

"Oh yes sir, make me a good girl." I begged, driving up to meet his ravaging dick. 

Trent pounded me like never before. He had always been so loving and caring before when we had sex, but this was almost a grudge fuck. He pumped his hips forward and back at a dizzying rate of speed. Cum dribbled out of my clit and I screamed and begged him for more. 

Trent pulled my hair up and leaned down over me, chewing on my neck. 

"Is this what you want?" 

"Yes sir," I managed to gasp. 

"You wanted me to punish you like this didn't you that is why you dressed that way, isn't it?" 

"Yes sir, I need you to make me a good girl." 

"Fine, this should do it." He screamed, pulling up off of me, he slapped my ass for real as he shot his load into me. The burning fluid of love tripped my own switch again as his head rubbed my prostate and I screamed in delight as my eyes rolled up in my head and my lashes fluttered. My clit shot its girly load onto the floor and Trent pumped seven hard ropes deep inside me. 

Finally he pulled out and fell back into his chair panting and left me gasping and sweating on his desk, his cum running out of my pussy and down my legs, where it mingled with my own. 

Following the delightful hour of dictation a quick clean up of the office and a shower, we both snuggled up on a lounger together by the pool. 

"That was wonderful." He sighed in my ear. "I'm gonna miss being able to do that when Candy and Kevin move in." 

"I am sure that we will be able to work out a system of signals to arrange some privacy." I told him. I was wearing my silver monokini and he was in a very tight speedo. 

"Yeah, we will work it out." 

"I have already told her the first rule is no parties." I said. 

"Oh, maybe just a little one," Trent said. 

"No, there is no such thing as a little party in college." I told him firmly. "This house will get trashed and we will get kicked out of the neighbourhood. Also, your parents will kill us both." 

"There is that." Trent agreed. "When are the other two due to join us?" 

"Candy said that she will be here next weekend and she is bringing Kevin if he can get time off work." 

"Good, we can sort the place out after they get here." 

"I think this week while you are working, I will catch a train home and pack some stuff and drive back with them." 

"Good thinking, you can drive my car down here for me." 

"That is what I was thinking too." I agreed. "Mine is here, Candy will bring hers and Kevin doesn't have one. Perfect, everyone gets a space in the garage." 

"What are you going to do all week while I am at work?" He asked. 

"Work on my tan, exercise, send you dirty pictures and texts to tease you." 

"Hey." He said slapping my butt. "That is not fair, you laying out here doing nothing but trying to get me all hot and bothered while I am slaving away for my father." 

"It's not my fault that you have to go to work all day." I said grinning evilly. "Besides, I have to keep you away from that hot secretary of yours." Trent was drinking when I said this and he spit soda out of his nose. 

"Please, Miss Carson," he gasped, then remembered what a told him in his office and he laughed. "It is hard to concentrate with her walking around in those high heels and nothing else." 

I had to laugh too, the thought of his fifty plus year old little secretary wandering around his office in nothing but high heels was ridiculous, she was the most prim and proper lady I had ever met. 

"Well, you just keep it in your pants until you get home mister." I warned him, squeezing his cock gently. "Oh, and by the way, this house is not going to be clothing optional. You will be dressed whenever you leave our bedroom." 

"What, you think Candy will try to rape me if I walk downstairs naked?" He teased. 

"Let's not give her the chance." I said firmly. 

We fell into our routine in the house as soon as everyone else had left. I got up first every morning; Trent still wasn't a good morning person. I put the coffee on the night before so it was ready when we got up; all I had to do was get him out of bed. A good morning suck and he was awake and moving. I got used to doing it for him and it helped with my weight control, after he came, I didn't need breakfast. 

As soon he was out the door the first Monday we were alone, I started my routine. I good solid workout, weights, yoga, riding and then a swim, I had to stay the same size if I wanted to keep my contract. After lunch I tanned and did my summer reading for school. I thought that I would have the summer off, but college was approaching and we had a list of required reading to do before classes started. I did tan naked though, I was beginning to understand why Mom and Heather liked doing it topless, but I needed an all over tan for the shoots. 

I had already spoken to Ashley and she called me the instant that Trent left the office for the drive home. He had the limo, but only for that week, then he would have his own car. I rushed into the bedroom and showered quickly, getting the tanning oil off and getting ready for Trent's arrival. 

I was waiting at the front door, in nothing but my heels, a soda in a frosted glass beside me when he walked in the door. 

"What is this?" He demanded, slamming the door before anyone could see me. 

"This is your welcome home darling." I said slinking toward him. 

"I thought you said this was not a clothing optional house." He said. 

"I did, for you." I told him, taking his briefcase from him and jumping up into his arms. 

"That is not fair." He said between my kisses. 

"You want me to go get dressed, fine." I said pouting and wiggled out of his grasp. 

"Not a chance," he growled, grabbing me by my waist and pulling me back to him. 

His lips met my neck and his tongue drove into the junction between my shoulder and neck and I melted. 

"I hate when you do that." I panted. "You know what that does to me." 

"I know that is why I do it." He said to my neck, kissing and tonguing me again. 

He walked me slowly into the kitchen, his lips never stopping and bent me over the island. I squeaked at the cold marble hit my skin and then groaned in delight as Trent slid into me. He didn't even bother to remove his suit, and I could feel the roughness of his pants and the zipper dig into me. 

"This will teach you to walk around naked in this house." He said plunging deep inside me. 

"If this is what you are going to do, I will be naked all the time," I panted pushing back against him. 

"We'll see about that," he said, driving even deeper into me. 

"OOOHHHHH" I moaned, pushing back against him. 

He continued to pound me, driving me harder against the island, and I loved it. The slight pain, he wasn't really hurting me, started to send a warm tingle up my back. He had my long hair in one hand and he used it like a set of reigns and he was jacking my clit with the other hand. 

"This will teach you." He panted. 

"Yes, yes," I screamed. "Harder, fuck me harder." 

I was really turned on, my clit was leaking all over the floor and I was approaching my own release, Trent was right behind me. He thrust deep into me and let go a scalding torrent of juice as I shrieked and let go my own trickle. It actually squirted out of me and landed on the wall of the island Trent had taken me on. 

He panted above me, trying to catch his breath. 

"You are the best." He groaned as he slipped out of me. 

"Only because you make me that way," I said, standing up and reaching for a cloth to clean up my mess. I knelt down and proceeded to clean, "Dinner will be in fifteen, go clean up." 

We had finished dinner and were sitting on the covered porch as the rain beat down on the roof. Even the weather was exceptional here; it was the first rain I had seen in over three weeks. Trent and I talked about his work and what we had planned. I was just getting ready to go change for my floor show for him when my cell rang. 

"Hello." 

'Janie, J.D., I am soooo glad that I caught you. I need you for a shoot on Saturday afternoon." 

"But you said I had another two weeks until the next one, what happened." 

"Carol wanted to do some location shots and we just got approval, but it has to be this weekend or it is off." J.D. explained. "Tell me you can be there." 

"What time?" I asked. 

"Two." 

I thought for a long moment, it would take some rescheduling of the road trip, but I could do it. 

"Can do boss." I said cheerfully. "Just send me the address and let me know what to wear and I'll be there with bells on." 

"Bells might not be a bad idea." She laughed. "I email you all the info. You are the best. Bye." 

"What was that all about?" 

"J.D. has an emergency shoot for Saturday." I explained. "It just means that I will have to leave a little earlier than I planned to make it back here." 

"No, reschedule everything for the day before." Trent said firmly. "I don't want you rushing on the road to make a deadline. You have time to go Thursday and drive back Friday." 

"You just don't want me to ding your car." I accused. 

"Of course I don't." He said, and then laughed as I hit him. "Seriously, I don't want anything to happen to you. I will get your ticket changed, call Candy and let her know about it." 

I picked up my cell and speed-dialed her number, but expected to leave a message as she was probably at work. 

"Hey Janie, how you doing sweetie? Did Trent like his lap dance?" Candy's voice spilled from my phone. 

"I thought you would be at work." I responded, trying to change the subject. 

"No, they canned me when I said that I was leaving in August." 

"That sucks." I responded. "You can't let them do that." 

"Who cares," she replied. "I hated that job anyway. It just gives me more time to spend packing and looking for a job in LA online." 

"Well, I have to do a shoot on Saturday afternoon, so I have to drive back Friday, can you and Kevin find your way yourselves?" 

"Naw," she came back quickly. "We'll come down with you on Friday. Kevin's office told him he can work anywhere there is an internet connection. Since it was my work that was messing things up we can just follow you down and stay for awhile while I look for work." 

"That's doable." I said. "I have to drive Trent's car down so he has wheels here. I would prefer it if you followed me." 

"No problem hon. We can do that. I will call Kevin now and get him on the stick. Now tell me how was the lap dance?" 

"I'll call you Thursday when I get in and we can finalize the trip. Bye Candy." I hung up quickly before she could start on me again. 

"All set, they are coming with me on Friday." I told Trent. 

"Good, I will feel better if my baby has some protection during the drive and you too." 

"You creep." I said hitting him with the pillow from the wicker sofa we were on. "Just for that you don't get the surprise I got for you." 

"Oh baby, you know I don't mean it." He wheedled at me. 

"No chance, you just want your surprise." I told him firmly. 

"Damn right, now give or the tickle monster will get you." He curved his hands into claws and reached for my side. 

"Okay, okay." I said quickly. He knew I hated being tickled, but he did it to me often. He said that he liked the way I giggled when he did it. I think he just liked to torture me. 

"Stay here, I will call you when it is ready." I told him sternly. "And no peeking." 

"Yes dear." He said wearily, earning himself another swat with the pillow. 

I ran upstairs and straight into the closet. I dug out the school girl outfit, the white thigh high stockings and the white platform heels and went to do my makeup. I went all out on that one. The mascara was so thick I could see it on my lashes without the mirror. My eye shadow was heavy and sparkly green. My lipstick was thick and dark, the outline so dark it looked almost black. 

I slipped downstairs to the media room and checked the CD player. My music was still in there and I set up my mix for my dance set. I had three songs ready and I wanted to do it right. I went into the recreation room and changed into my outfit. I wanted to appear already dressed. 




How I Became a Cheerleader Ch. 18



I went to the bottom of the stairs and hollered at Trent to join me in the media room and then hustled back to the rec room. I heard him come down the stairs and wandered into the media room and called me. I hit the remote and my music started. I strutted into the media room and Trent was standing there staring at me. 

I walked right up to him and pushed him down on to a chair. He sat down rather stiffly as I paraded around him. I ran my fingers over his shoulders as I walked behind him, then came in front of him and started my routine. 

Shaking my hips and wiggling my butt right in front of his face got his attention and he tried to speak. I put my foot between his legs and touched his lips. With my foot there I began to thrust my hips in time to the music and he got the hint. He reached for my hips, but I swatted his hands away and waggled my finger 'no' at him. 

Stepping back away from the chair I really went nuts. No video girl had anything on me. My butt was thrust out and I wiggled my entire body at him. Bending at the waist, facing him so he could see my cleavage and then dancing away before he could touch me. Bending again at the waist only this time facing away, I pretended to fix my stocking, only to turn and see him staring at my thong. I straightened up and covered my mouth with my hand, seemingly embarrassed at him seeing my panties. 

My second song started, and I went into my second stage. I slipped the knot on my blouse and let it fall open exposing my breasts. Slipping it off my shoulders, I threw it at him and watched it land on his lap on the wonderful bulge there. I moved back and did a few handstands, splits and cartwheels, still shaking my ass. I slipped the skirt off my hips and threw that to him as well. 

I moved closer when I saw that he had a few bills in his hand bent over facing away from him again and felt him slip the first bill into my thong. He tried to cop a feel, but I moved away before he could. I moved around the back of the chair and did a few hair flips, my flowing blonde hair slapping him and he groaned. 

I came back around the front of the chair and shook my tits in his face and he slipped another bill in my right stocking. I grabbed his head and pulled him to my chest. I didn't give him a nipple to suck, but rubbed his face in the middle of my chest, and then danced away again. 

The last song started the slow one for the floor work. I got my blanket from the corner and I went into the splits on the floor and proceeded to roll around, basically masturbating in front of him, still in my panties. By the time the last song finished, Trent was panting he was so hot. 

I hit the pause key on the remote and crawled over to him. 

"How about it big spender, you want a private dance?" I teased him. 

"Oh yes baby, I want you to give me a lap dance." 

"Okay honey, but it is a hundred, two if you want to touch." 

"Make it three, I want it all." 

"You got a deal baby," I said sticking my hand out. Trent fished out his wallet and pulled out his business platinum credit card. I looked at it for a second wondering how I was to deal with it then got a wicked idea, took the card and ran it down my crack. 

"Thanks baby, I am gonna rock your world." 

I climbed up his body and sat my knees on either side of his legs, my vagina was still upstairs and he could feel my clit grinding hard against his raging hard-on. I fed him my nipple and he sucked at me like a starving baby. I pulled his head closer to my chest and he took in even more of my tit. I bumped and ground on his lap, shifting him from breast to breast, dragging my nails up and down his back. 

I pulled his head back and kissed him deeply, my tongue driving into his mouth and tangling with his. He pulled my ass apart moved my g-string and started to finger me. I moaned into his mouth and ground even harder onto his dick. 

The music pounded in the background, I moved my hips in time to it and Trent pawed at me like a piece of meat. I broke the kiss and pulled away from him, got up and turned around to sit on his lap facing away from him. His hard cock split my cheeks and nestled against my pussy. I knew that the lube I had used would stain his pants, but I wanted him hot to fuck. 

I laid my head on his shoulder and his hands came around and pinched my nipples. He was getting more aggressive now in our lovemaking, not mean or hurtful, just more of what I wanted. I thrust my chest against his grasping fingers and slipped my hands down into his lap. 

A quick flick of my wrist and a sharp tug and he was free. I felt his cock slap my slit and moaned. His pre-cum was already leaking down his shaft and I felt the warmth in my groove. I slid up and down a few times and felt him quake at the sensations, and then I broke away again. 

Turning to face him and spreading both legs wide, I was able to hang over the sides of the chair and Trent was at the perfect height for me. With a deep sigh of pleasure, I lowered my pussy down onto his raging boner. 

"OOOOOHHHHHHH bbbbbaaabbbbyyyy," I moaned. "That feels so good going in there." 

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM," was the only reply I got from him. 

I drove my hips all the way down until I felt his pelvis on my clit. I grabbed his neck for support and started thrusting my hips forward and back, riding him. He reached down and started stroking my clit again. He really seemed to like touching me there and the combination of his hand on me and his dick inside me drove me crazy. Still going forward and back, I started to rise and fall as well. 

Trent pinched my nipples as he stroked me and I rode him. I flung my head back, my blonde hair tickling the insides of his thighs, and raised my legs up till my heels were on his shoulders. I was bent in half and he growled and leaped to his feet. 

My eyes rolled back in my head and I saw stars. Trent had never gone that deep inside of me before and without warning, I came. I shot my load all over the both of us. It came up high enough to hit both of us in the face. My orgasm caused my pussy to lock tight on him and my muscles rippled up his length. 

With a scream, Trent shot his load into me. The feeling of his convulsions in my pussy put me over the edge again. I was still coming from the first time and the feeling of him cum caused me to black out still suspend from his cock.



How I Became a Cheerleader



Mom served me light dinner and sent us all to bed. I stayed up for a while, finishing my homework but was exhausted before eleven and I crashed. The next day I was better when I got to school. My nervousness was gone and I was able to face the day without a panic attack. Candy was waiting for me at my locker when I got there and immediately demanded to know what my aunt said. I pulled the signed form from my bag and showed it to her. Candy snatched it from me with a whoop of delight.

"This is great. Grab you stuff and we can go to the gym now and practice. I want you to be ready for tomorrow after school."

"Tryouts are tomorrow," I exclaimed in terror. "I won't be ready by then." I felt like crying. This was going way too fast for me.

"Don't worry, I will help you. You will kill them." Candy told me leading me to the gym. I was already wearing a short loose skirt and tennis shoes, so we jumped right in with the routines. Candy did each one slowly, showing me what I had to do, then she made me slowly do it with her. I was a quick study and was able to keep from falling flat on my face, but when she speeded up I lost my balance and landed on my butt. My legs were spread and you could see my panties, the white ones with the lace around the leg and waist. I sat there stunned for a second until the wolf whistle snapped me back to where I was. Trent and the rest of the team were on the other side of the gym and were staring at my crotch. My knees snapped together just as I heard a real whistle.

"All right you apes get going or I will run your asses till they fall off." The speaker was the football coach. He was an ape alright, more than six feet tall and from my position twice as broad. He had black hair and blue eyes. The scowl on his face looked like it could sour powered cream and the football team disappeared in a heartbeat. He crossed the gym quickly and extended his hand to help me up. 

"Are you alright Miss...?"

"Holcombe, Janie Holcombe, Coach...?"

"Whithers, Jim Whithers. Pleased to meet you Miss Holcombe," he said pulling me to my feet effortlessly. "I hope those Neanderthals that call themselves my team did not upset you."

"No, just a little embarrassed. This is not the way I planned on meeting you or the team, with my skirt up around my waist."

"No trouble, Candy is a good teacher, but she does tend to go a little too quick." He said smiling. He turned and looked at Candy, "you teaching her the routines?"


"Yes Coach, her aunt signed the form so I thought she could get a leg up on the competition." Candy replied cheerfully.

"Good, if what I saw today is any indication she will be after your job next year."

"Janie is already a senior Coach." Candy said as I blushed down to my toes.

"Well, at least we will get one year of you gracing our sidelines." If anything, my blush deepened. "If I can help in any way, just you let me know. Okay Janie." 

"Thank you Coach Whithers. I will." I replied letting go of his hand as I realized that I was still holding on to it.

"Actually Coach, could you talk to the guys and tell them to back off a little." Candy said, "Trent has been drooling over Janie since he saw her in the parking lot yesterday. You see she just had a bad breakup and is still a little gun shy."

"No problem." He said confidently. "I will talk to him privately. By the way I know a Karen Holcombe, works as an aerobics instructor at the health club, any relation?"

"Yes, she is my aunt." I replied. "My parents are away for the next two years abroad on a business contract. Aunt Karen said I could stay with her to finish school this year and then go on to college."

"Good to know, my ex took classes from your aunt. She said she was good people. I have seen her at the club. Nice lady does a wonderful class. I would be glad to help out anyone related to Karen."

"Thanks Coach." Candy said, "We really need to get to class."

We left the gym, at the door I looked back and saw him still standing there, he winked at me as I left and I blushed again. By the end of the day word had spread around the school. I swear, whoever thinks nothing can travel faster than light has never been in a high school when new gossip has been released. Before lunch the word came down that I was a look but don't touch type. Trent dialed his charm way back and I found him to be nice enough when he was not hitting on me.

Candy and I spent another two hours in the gym working on the routines, this time with the rest of the squad. Their coach saw me and nodded as I tried to keep up. I took it as encouragement and tried even harder. By the end of practice I was able to stay with the team during the routine. Coach even told me to take the top of the pyramid, being the smallest and lightest. I thought there would be complaints but after we finished the girls said that it was great that I was on top. Jennifer, the girl I might be replacing weighed a lot more than I did and the team had a lot less trouble supporting me. Coach even suggested that I might do some of the flying that the team did. As light as I was, I would get good height when they threw me.

The rest of the girls headed for the locker room, but I grabbed my stuff and headed for the door. I told them I had to get home to start dinner before Aunt Karen got home. They shrugged and headed to the locker room. I was just about to the door when Coach Withers called me over. I headed to his office door, looking over my shoulder, I saw Candy glance at me and shrug. He waved me in told me to take a seat and closed the door.

"I just wanted to tell you that I spoke to Trent and the rest of the guys this morning. I told them that you just lost your parents, but did not go into details and told them not ask you. So if they offer sympathy you know why."

"Thanks Coach." I said smiling slightly.

"How do you like our school?" He asked.

"A lot different than my last school," I said.

"Yes, Crawford is an okay school, but we've got them beat."

I froze at this. How did he know the name of my last school?

"I know who you are Jamie." He said softly. My eyes widened at this and I must have looked like a deer caught in a set of headlights. "I was there last year meeting with the football coach when you were in the pool working out. I was shocked that you were I boy. I thought that anyone so fine and petite would have to be a girl. I mentioned your form to the Coach Stevens and he said that it was too bad you were so small or he would have had you on the team."

I remembered the conversation that I had with Stevens. He had told me the very same thing. I had the form, the drive and the endurance to be a great swimmer, but not the size. The rest of the guys beat me regularly only because of their longer reach. Still he let me work out with them and used me as an example whenever one of the team had a problem. That had only made my life harder, they did not pick on me as much as everyone else, but I could feel their disgust that I was singled out by their coach as an example of what to do.

Before I could do more than start to tear up he said, "It is okay, I am not going to rat you out." It did not help, I started to hyperventilate. Coming around his desk, Coach Withers pushed my neck down until my head was down between my knees. His large hands rubbed my back and spoke soothingly to me, calming me down. After a few minutes, my breathing was back to normal and he let me up.

"I wanted you to know that you have someone here you can talk to." He said sitting down again. "If you want, you can shower in here after practice. I heard what you told the rest of the girls and think that that will work. You just have to get cleaned up and out before the rest of the girls. If they see your car, you are sunk."

"Thanks Coach." I said; still not know what to do.

"When we are in here, call me Jim." He said with a warm smile. "Do you want me to call you Jamie or Janie?"

"Janie, it is the only name I have used for the last three months and it might get confusing."

"Okay Janie, why don't you take a shower and get on home, I will just finish some paperwork."

I nodded meekly and went to the back of his office where the shower was. I quickly stripped and was just about too hop in when I looked over my shoulder and saw Jim staring at me. At first I was embarrassed, but after a second, I dropped my hands and let him have a good look. I could not believe how hot it was making me.

"If I didn't know that you were a boy, I would never believe it." He said.

Leaving the shower running, I walked over to him, as sultry as I could, working my hips like I had seen some of the girls in the halls, when they knew the boys were watching. "Why not," I asked.

"Because you are so sexy, I want to do terrible things to you, even though you are a student."

"What things," I asked coyly, standing right in front of him.

"Things a teacher should not do to a student."

"Like what, suck my tits," I said as I shoved my chest into his face.

"Exactly," he tried to say, but the mouthful of nipple I gave made it come out muffled.

His arms went around my waist and pulled me closer to him as he chewed on my nipple. I had never had anyone touch me sexually and the sensations were unbelievable. I felt a tingle that went from my nipple right down to my toes. I threw back my head and hissed as he shifted to the other nipple. I brought my leg up and rubbed the stiffness in his shorts. My hands were entwined in his hair holding him close to me.

Jim laved and licked my chest while my thigh rubbed his cock. His moans of pleasure rumbled through my chest and made me even hornier. Finally I pulled away and knelt between his spread legs and pulled his shorts down. Jim lifted up from the chair to help me, but then settled back down.

I had never seen an erect penis from this angle. It was majestic. I had never seen anything so wonderful in my life. I gripped it, or tried to; my hand would not go all the way around it. I started to jack him off and heard his moan of pleasure as my small hand stroked him. A glistening drop of pre-cum was leaking from the slit in the head and without thinking, my tongue snaked out and captured it. Jim groaned in approval as my tongue lapped up his juice. The taste was inspiring and I wanted more, I slipped my mouth over the head and started to suck. I could not get more than the head and first inch in my mouth. I was too small and had no experience but I still sucked and licked what I could get at. I reached down and felt his balls. They were large and full of cum. I wanted it all. I sucked harder on his cock, imagining his cum shooting down my throat and my hand started to jerk him off in time with my sucking. I don't know how but I came up with the rhythm naturally. I felt his balls tighten and sucked as hard as I could only to have him pull my off his cock. I looked up at him pleadingly.

"That was the best head job I have ever had." He said panting, "But I want more than that from you."

He picked me up and laid me on my back on his desk. Reaching into his desk he pulled out a tube of some kind of ointment and squeezed a big dollop on the head of his cock. A few strokes and he was fully lubed. Some more ointment on his fingers and she started to massage my butt. I laid back on his desk and let him do what he wanted. By this time I was so horny, he could have driven a truck up my ass and I would have begged for more. I felt his fingers slid inside of me and pushed back against him.

"Eager little one ain't you." He said smiling down at me, adding a third finger up my ass.

"Yes Coach," I panted at him, "please fuck me, fuck me now."

"As you wish," he said, pulling his fingers out of my ass. I felt empty until I felt the head of his cock push against my asshole. I changed my mind, I did not want a truck up there, his cock was too big as it was. He pressed slowly and steadily on my ass and just when I was about to holler uncle, I felt him break through the ring of my ass and slid inside me. I breathed a sigh of relief as I felt him slip into me. It was the most wonderful feeling that I have every felt. Jim stopped for a moment to let me get used to him, but I was too impatient and I pushed down to him.

I felt him push into me until I could feel his pubic hair on me ass. I moaned in delight and he pulled me upright. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he stood up straight, taking me off the desk entirely. I hung around his neck as he stepped back from the desk and started to walk around his office. Every step he took drove him deeper into my ass. I moaned in delight and told him to fuck me harder. Jim pushed me up against the wall and slammed into me. I grunted in delight and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. 

"Harder, fuck me harder." I demanded of him.

Jim fucked me against the wall for more than ten minutes, he pounded me deep, and I had never felt anything so wonderful in my life. I felt my body shudder several times in what I can only believe were orgasms, cum was running down my body and onto his legs. I had been a virgin until this point and I was losing my cherry to a man.

Jim finally turned from the wall and sat down in the chair. My legs were draped over the side and he told me to fuck myself on his cock. I planted both feet on the floor and started to ride him. I bounced up and down on the balls of my feet. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of my channel was delirious. His hands gripped my waist and he pulled me up and down faster. I let him do what he wanted with me and focused on tightening and relaxing my pussy as he fucked me. Finally as I was starting to get sore I felt his cock start to throb even harder and his strokes were getting more frenzied.

"I'm gonna cum." He grunted at me.

"Yes, come in me, fill me up, fill my ass." I screamed as I came again.

"No, it is your pussy, I am gonna fill you pussy." He gasped.

"Yes, fill my pussy with your seed." I begged breathlessly.

Jim growled and I felt his cock spit out a burning liquid up my ass. It scalded me and I loved it. I shuddered and collapsed on his chest, panting for breath. Jim pulled me down tighter to his groin and kept on shooting into me. I felt every twitch and spasm from his cock.

We sat together for several minutes, until we caught our breaths. I could feel his cock still twitching inside me every so often and I tightened my hole around him. I kissed him softly and he returned my kiss and hugged me tight. I felt his cock softening inside me and I pushed it out be reflex, much sooner than I really wanted to.

"Come on, we need a shower, before we ruin the upholstery." Jim said, picking me up and standing up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and buried my face in his neck. Jim deposited me on the toilet and stepped into the still running shower. I relaxed my ass and felt his cum pour out of me. I finished as he got out of the shower and stepped in after him.

The water was hot and relaxing, I had not realized that I was so wound up. The practice, the shock and sex with Coach Withers hand tighter than a drum. I could still feel my asshole gaping open from the wonderful fuck I had just had. I paused, no my pussy was gaping open. I loved the feel of it. I soaked in the spray for a while until Jim poked his head in said it was getting late and we had to go.

I got out and dried off. Jim was dressed in his sweats again and he stood watching me dress with lust in his eyes. I wiggled my ass at him and he growled with lust, but we did not have time to do any more. I quickly found myself walking out of the school with Jim, his car was parked not far from mine and he walked me to mine in the empty lot. As he opened the door for me he said.

"That was the best time I have had in a long time. I would love to do it again."

"Any time Coach," I whispered shyly.

"I will take you up on that, by the way, tomorrow bring the solvent for the glue. I want to see the real you. Be careful walking, you are a little bow legged." And he was gone, leaving me standing there in shock.

I got home and Mom and Susan were already there. They took one look at the way I was walking and started to giggle.

"You look like you had fun." Susan said smiling.

"Hard work out," I mumbled and headed for the stairs. 

"With who, the team or someone special," Mom quipped.

During dinner they both saw the way I was having trouble sitting and started laughing again. I threw my napkin at them. Mom then proceeded to have a long talk with me during dinner about a woman's body and the pleasure it could give and receive.

After dinner, she told me to shower again and remove my pussy. I did as she said and she showed me a new one that she had ordered. This one had a channel that went up into my body, so that I could actually fuck someone with my pussy as well as my ass. It also had a drainage hole to allow me to pee with it on. I told her that I would wait until the weekend to try it out. I did not want to have a problem at school with the channel, two days of practice at home sounded like a good idea and Mom agreed. She even showed me that this model had a hymen, replaceable, so that I could lose my virginity more than once if I wished.

The next morning, I was up and dressed and ready to go on time. I felt wonderful. The sex with Jim had really brought a glow to my skin and a new energy to my step. Mom and Susan both noted the change and giggled at me. I just blushed and went on about my day. When I got to school, I saw that there was a notice on the board with the new list of cheerleaders. Shaking with fear I read it slowly and saw my name. I had made the cut. I turned and saw Candy standing back by our lockers and saw the smile on her face. This was going to be a great year. At least that is what I thought then. If I had known what was going to happen that afternoon, I would have gone home right that minute.