 Sheepishly, Sylvia broke eye contact and turned back badgirlsclub to her locker, pulling welcome out textbooks badgirlsclub for the evening badgirlsclub's homework as she tried to put the creepy badgirlsclub boy out of her mind. Back at home, the badgirlsclub episode wouldn't have badgirlsclub bothered her. But that wasn badgirlsclub't home anymore, she reminded badgirlsclub herself oxygen. This was supposed bad club girl oxygen to be home now; her new hometown, her new school. She badgirlsclub'd been here a week badgirlsclub now, and it bad club girl oxygen didn badgirlsclub't feel badgirlsclub like home yet. Sylvia bad glanced bad club girl oxygen at the picture badgirlsclub she'd taped to the inside of girl her locker; her friends badgirlsclub back at her old school badgirlsclub... back home. She hadn't made a single friend here yet.
 "Oh, we just came over to tell you that you" -- Katrina pointed the badgirlsclub sucker at Sylvia for dramatic effect -- "made on the squad."
 Sylvia blinked. "You're oxygen kidding. Really?"
 "Oh, don't club mind the outfit. I'm just about badgirlsclub to badgirlsclub leave for work," Tiffany welcome replied, as though that explained oxygen everything.
 "Oh... um... I see."
 He smiled briefly before badgirlsclub going bad back to making his sandwich badgirlsclub. "Oh, Tiffany," he said casually badgirlsclub, "stop badgirlsclub by my badgirlsclub room before you leave."
 "Here welcome she is bad, girls," Tiffany said, ushering Sylvia into the cozy den. The room was badgirlsclub dominated by bad club girl oxygen a large-screen TV on one wall. Arranged around it were badgirlsclub a couch, love seat, and easy chair. Between them, the oxygen three pieces of furniture somehow contained seven teenage girls. A girl chorus of greetings issued badgirlsclub forth as Sylvia nervously entered the room.
 Sylvia looked around for a place to sit. Everything club was so crowded. The badgirlsclub love seat, for example, which had clearly been designed for two occupants, now held three. Heather lay welcome stretched out along its length, her tight black curls cascading over one end badgirlsclub of the plush mini-couch. Sitting on her lap was Brittany, a pale blonde girl, her head resting on Heather's ample chest bad club girl oxygen. Their legs, intertwined badgirlsclub in a mixture of chocolate badgirlsclub and cream-colored welcome skin, rested across oxygen the lap of a third girl, a badgirlsclub trim beauty with shoulder-length hair and badgirlsclub a Mediterranean complexion whose name Sylvia had trouble recalling badgirlsclub. Debbie? Donna? Yes, that was it. Donna's hands rested casually across the other girls' bare feet. And yet, despite the crowding, the badgirlsclub three girls looked welcome more than comfortable on the love seat girl, with Heather's arms bad club girl oxygen folded protectively around Brittany's waist.
 The show had badgirlsclub already started, but Sylvia had no trouble picking up the storyline. She'd badgirlsclub never seen this badgirlsclub episode badgirlsclub, but she'd seen plenty welcome of badgirlsclub Richfield High badgirlsclub before. It badgirlsclub wasn't badgirlsclub like the badgirlsclub show had an badgirlsclub incredibly complicated plot or anything. Sylvia turned her attention badgirlsclub to the TV, trying to ignore all the odd things going on around badgirlsclub her club.
 "Oh bad." Sylvia badgirlsclub cocked her head, trying to hear what badgirlsclub was going on up there. Aside from the creaks, she thought she could almost make out... what? Moaning badgirlsclub? Screaming? And then, suddenly, the creaking stopped. Sylvia thought she could make out the badgirlsclub other noise -- the screaming or badgirlsclub whatever badgirlsclub it was -- for a while longer, but eventually badgirlsclub it too died out.
 "Does badgirlsclub she ever, like, show you bad club girl oxygen how badgirlsclub do it?" Audrey asked. "Have badgirlsclub you ever, you know, done it yourself?"
 "Mmm-hmm?" the redhead badgirlsclub murmured, her eyes never leaving the bad screen.
 "There are no commercials."
 "Mmmm... yeah... special cable channel... satellite dish..." Katrina appeared to be preoccupied, the fingers badgirlsclub of her left badgirlsclub hand gently stroking Kim's breast through the thin material of the bikini top badgirlsclub. It was difficult to tell in the dim light, but Sylvia was willing to swear that she could see an badgirlsclub erect nipple badgirlsclub under the pink fabric.
 She became aware that Maria oxygen had guided their badgirlsclub clasped badgirlsclub hands into badgirlsclub her lap. Sylvia smiled as she felt the back bad of the other girl's hand brushing her club inner thigh. Maria and I, she mused, must look pretty hot together on this couch. The thought was delicious badgirlsclub. Sylvia snuggled up against her new friend's flank, her head resting badgirlsclub against Maria bad club girl oxygen's ample breast as she felt her whole body tingle bad pleasurably. Once again Sylvia badgirlsclub lost herself badgirlsclub in the show, admiring the well-proportioned girls on the badgirlsclub screen club, enjoying their playful antics.
 The gaggle swept down the hall and badgirlsclub into the master bedroom badgirlsclub. The spacious room was dominated by the bad club girl oxygen largest bed Sylvia had ever seen, a huge thing covered by badgirlsclub an expensive bad-looking faux fur zebra-printed badgirlsclub bedspread. The wall opposite the bed appeared to be one massive, multi-paneled mirror. A bad club girl oxygen third wall featured a huge makeup girl table with not one, but two stools in front of it. A dizzying array badgirlsclub of welcome cosmetics lay badgirlsclub on the table.
 An array of transparent garment badgirlsclub bags hung on badgirlsclub the closet racks, and the girls badgirlsclub surged forward and began sifting through them bad. Each bag had a badgirlsclub white label bad club girl oxygen attached badgirlsclub to the front oxygen. "Cheerleader badgirlsclub" read badgirlsclub one -- Sylvia could see a multicolored vest and skirt inside bad, and a badgirlsclub pair of pom-poms badgirlsclub. Another one bad club girl oxygen, labeled "Lifeguard bad" contained a tiny swimming suit, some sort of badgirlsclub flotation device, and a big silver badgirlsclub whistle.
 Sylvia stood back nervously as she watched the other girls rummage welcome through the outfits. Kim came out first, carrying badgirlsclub a bag badgirlsclub that read "Scientist". Sylvia watched as she badgirlsclub carried it over to the bed, unzipping it excitedly. The trim Asian girl pulled out a white lab coat. Almost jumping up and down with excitement, she stripped off the pink bikini, rendering badgirlsclub herself fully nude without a badgirlsclub trace of hesitation.
 Swallowing oxygen, Sylvia pulled her badgirlsclub T-shirt off and began unzipping badgirlsclub her jeans. It was silly to be nervous about badgirlsclub this -- she'd been naked around other girls plenty of times before. But she'd never been this badgirlsclub... excited before club. The thought of dressing up badgirlsclub in badgirlsclub these sexy clothes was, quite frankly, arousing. For the first time, Sylvia had realized what a hot babe club she girl was, and she wanted to show her luscious, sexy body off.
 Sylvia got her badgirlsclub jeans off bad club girl oxygen just in time to take the nurse badgirlsclub's uniform Maria was handing her. It girl was made out of a tight, shiny material. "Slip it on, honey," Maria instructed. Sylvia badgirlsclub complied, slipping her arms through the appropriate holes and trying to pull girl the front of the outfit closed over her chest. Maria assisted badgirlsclub by pulling club and tugging strategically on the slick fabric until Sylvia was at last able to pull up the oversized badgirlsclub plastic zipper. "Thanks, Maria" Sylvia said. Sylvia slid the zipper up until the uniform closed over badgirlsclub her cleavage badgirlsclub. Then, grinning playfully welcome, she slid it back oxygen down, exposing the bad club girl oxygen inside badgirlsclub curves of her boobs. The tight fabric caused her badgirlsclub bosom to badgirlsclub squeeze upward, giving the badgirlsclub appearance that the rubbery uniform was on the verge of bursting open. The oversized plastic zipper seemed to be practically begging badgirlsclub to badgirlsclub be pulled bad down by some eager onlooker. Sylvia club grinned as she eyed badgirlsclub herself in the mirror.
 When she was satisfied that the Hispanic girl looked sufficiently grimy, Sylvia closed the can and welcome stood next to her bad club girl oxygen friend badgirlsclub as they badgirlsclub looked bad club girl oxygen at themselves in the mirror. The bright bad, clean white of Sylvia's badgirlsclub obscenely tight nurse uniform contrasted oxygen sharply with the grimy, dirty appearance of Maria's badgirlsclub mechanic outfit. Maria slung the badgirlsclub wrench across one shoulder, prompting Sylvia to dig the stethoscope out badgirlsclub of her exposed cleavage and hold it in one hand badgirlsclub. "God, we're sexy," Maria breathed. Sylvia could only nod in agreement as she felt her badgirlsclub pulse quicken.
 The badgirlsclub two girls turned to face each other, and Sylvia found bad club girl oxygen herself drawn to Maria in a badgirlsclub strange new way. Her new badgirlsclub friend's eyes were badgirlsclub filled with longing welcome, longing that Sylvia knew was badgirlsclub mirrored welcome in badgirlsclub her own eyes. The two girls leaned forward, their lips badgirlsclub parting ever badgirlsclub so slightly welcome...
 "Alex."
 Alex shifted badgirlsclub his attention next to Kim, who was badgirlsclub making creative use of a test tube. Sylvia was bewildered by the girls' behavior. And yet she found the whole scene somehow... exciting bad. She remembered as a little girl welcome how she'd played badgirlsclub dress-up with her friends. It was exciting bad club girl oxygen to put on badgirlsclub clothes and see how she looked. The little girls would run around badgirlsclub pretending to be fashion models. This was like that. Except that girl dressing up had never gotten her so horny before. And the badgirlsclub pictures... She realized that badgirlsclub she bad club girl oxygen desperately wanted Alex to take pictures of her.
 "Wow, you're a real babe, Sylvia bad club girl oxygen," Alex commented. Sylvia smiled at the remark. That was odd, she thought. Normally bad club girl oxygen she would badgirlsclub have slapped him for saying badgirlsclub something badgirlsclub like that. But now... well, she was a babe, wasn oxygen't badgirlsclub she? I badgirlsclub want everyone to know what bad a hot babe I am, she thought as oxygen she turned around and thrust badgirlsclub her ass at Alex's camera. Her sexy little badgirlsclub ass. She badgirlsclub purred happily as badgirlsclub she badgirlsclub heard bad club girl oxygen the camera clicking softly badgirlsclub behind her.
 Sylvia sighed as Alex shifted his attention to Audrey and badgirlsclub her Indian-squaw outfit. She watched as badgirlsclub the brunette showed off her luscious body.
 The tall, black biker-chick looked down oxygen sternly at the petite blonde badgirlsclub clinging to her bad left leg. Brittany was dressed as a French maid -- a tight black badgirlsclub satin teddy with badgirlsclub while lace trim struggled to contain her disproportionately large tits. Fingerless gloves of white lace adorned her hands, and black fishnet stockings ran down her legs to the oxygen shiny black badgirlsclub pumps badgirlsclub. After inspecting the badgirlsclub other oxygen girls' costumes, Sylvia was welcome hardly surprised to see that the heels of the shoes badgirlsclub were bad club girl oxygen obscenely long spikes. Brittany was half bad-sitting on her club knees on the floor badgirlsclub, and half-leaning against oxygen Heather's leather-encased leg.
 Maria turned around, placing her crotch in front of Sylvia badgirlsclub's face bad. Sylvia looked up to see her new friend smiling down at badgirlsclub her, bringing her tan hands down to rest on Sylvia's shoulders. Sylvia badgirlsclub smiled back as badgirlsclub she unzipped the bad cutoffs and began pulling them down badgirlsclub. God, we must look so fucking hot, Sylvia thought as Alex continued to badgirlsclub snap pictures. He's probably about to cream his pants, she badgirlsclub thought as she slid the cutoffs down Maria's legs.
 "You know... a close enough badgirlsclub shave," Kim said, smiling mischievously behind her lab-technician glasses. "Scientifically speaking, of course," she badgirlsclub added, drawing badgirlsclub a chorus badgirlsclub of laughter from the other girls.
 Maria's hand on her arm stopped badgirlsclub her. Sylvia bad turned to look at the beautiful Latina. "It's all right, Sylvia." Maria bad club girl oxygen took her hand and began gently stroking it, leaning forward to whisper badgirlsclub in Sylvia's ear. "We all do that badgirlsclub, babe. It doesn't mean anything." Sylvia blushed even badgirlsclub harder, but badgirlsclub felt relieved at the same time. She turned and watched as Alex badgirlsclub snapped pictures of Donna and Kim showing off in their teacher and lab-technician outfits. Donna bad was using her stick to point out badgirlsclub various oxygen interesting badgirlsclub parts of Kim's anatomy while club both girls put on naughty expressions for the camera.
 Sylvia's attention was drawn to the TV as the lights badgirlsclub went down and the show came back on...
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