 Part One hey jay papi z
 "Um papi... I'm okay... Katrina," Sylvia blurted, remembering the papi name of the cheerleading captain she'd auditioned in front of the previous afternoon. The girl papi she all'd made an ass of herself papi in front of papi. "Uh... what papi's up?"
 "Oh, we just came over to tell you that you" -- Katrina pointed the sucker at Sylvia for dramatic effect -- "made on the squad."
 "Well, if you'll excuse me, girls papi, I have to go make papi sure papi Alex is taken care of before I leave," Tiffany papi announced, giving a sly wink before walking away down the hall. For some papi reason unfathomable to Sylvia, this caused a hey lot of giggling among hey jay papi z the girls.
 The redhead's eyes never wavered papi from the papi TV set. "Um... just papi Alex's room," she z said distractedly papi.
 "Oh, wow papi." Audrey exclaimed. "That papi is hey jay papi z so papi cool." Sylvia papi recalled papi the big story she'd seen on the news last year about the cheerleader for a pro football team that had turned out to jay be a call girl and papi a papi stripper. She couldn't remember the name exactly, but "Tiffany papi Young" was starting to sound familiar papi. That papi couldn't hey be jay her, could papi it? Sylvia papi tried to focus on the TV.
 Suddenly, Sylvia realized what was so strange about the show. "Katrina?"
 "There are no commercials jay."
 An array of transparent garment bags hung on papi the closet racks, and the girls surged forward and began sifting through them papi. Each bag had a white label attached to the front. "Cheerleader" read one -- Sylvia could papi see a multicolored vest and papi skirt inside, and a pair of pom-poms. Another one, labeled "Lifeguard" contained papi a tiny swimming suit, some z sort of flotation device, and a big silver whistle.
 "Sylvia, could you papi help me with this?" Maria asked. Startled, Sylvia turned to see z the gorgeous Hispanic girl papi struggling into a papi pair of cutoff denim shorts. Aside from that, Maria was nude. Sylvia looked in wonder at hey jay papi z her new friend hey jay papi z's shapely body jay. Smooth skin... taut stomach... full, firm breasts... dark papi, round areolae...
 "Now papi stand upright and let me finish dressing you," Maria said. Sylvia papi acquiesced, keeping herself still as her papi new friend papi placed a white nurse papi's z cap atop her head, securing it with bobby pins. Maria papi then hung a stethoscope around Sylvia's neck, tucking the head into the blonde papi's already-tight cleavage papi (and thereby causing Sylvia papi to sigh in pleasure again).
 Finally, with Maria's assistance, Sylvia stepped into the high-heeled papi white hey jay papi z shoes, shaking a papi bit as she fought to keep her balance. "Now go put on some makeup," Maria said, "and give me a chance to finish getting papi my costume on." Sylvia walked unsteadily over papi to the papi makeup table.
 "Oh, you can all sit here, Sylvia," Katrina said, standing up from one of the stools papi. "I papi was just papi finished papi." The papi redhead was papi apparently dressed up papi as a cowgirl. A plaid sleeveless blouse was tied off just papi underneath Katrina's generous breasts, showing off papi her tight, smooth stomach. A short white leather skirt hung around all her waist, its fringed hem barely covering her ass. Her lustrous papi red hair spilled out from papi underneath a large white cowboy hat papi, and high-heeled black leather cowboy papi boots encased papi her feet. The finishing touch was the lariat papi she held in one papi hand. Sylvia watched as she papi sauntered over to the far papi corner of the room, where papi Audrey was putting on an Indian brave costume, fastening a bone papi-and-hide vest around her ample tits. Still a papi bit stunned at all that was going on, Sylvia sat down in front of the makeup table and began looking for familiar colors jay.
 "Thanks," the papi brown-skinned beauty said. The smile hey jay papi z she papi gave Sylvia made papi the blonde almost weak-kneed with papi relief and delight. Maria stood still as Sylvia smeared the fake grease onto various parts of her body. Maria papi purred hey jay papi z happily when Sylvia papi reached under the T-shirt to rub a few splotches hey jay papi z onto her round tits. Sylvia grinned at her hey jay papi z own audacity, feeling papi a warm glow all in her stomach papi from having papi made Maria happy.
 The hey jay papi z two papi girls turned papi to hey jay papi z face each other, and Sylvia papi found herself drawn papi to Maria in a strange new way hey jay papi z. Her new friend's eyes were filled with longing, longing that Sylvia knew was mirrored in her own eyes hey jay papi z. The papi two girls leaned all forward, their lips parting ever so slightly...
 Sure papi enough, Katrina's brother was standing in the doorway. Several girls had run papi up and hey thrown their arms papi around him, plastering him papi with kisses. Tiny papi little Kim had jumped onto papi his chest, wrapping her legs hey around his waist and her arms jay around his shoulders papi, her face papi buried in his neck. Sylvia was bewildered. The kid was a creep. Why were these girls papi so papi excited to see him papi?
 "All right, all right," Alex said, smiling good-naturedly. "Let's see what you have for me, girls." The girls immediately began posing and preening papi as Alex started snapping hey pictures. He focused his attention on Donna first. The stunning Italian girl appeared papi to be dressed as a teacher. A tight white blouse hey clung to her torso, with several z buttons open down the front, allowing a nice view of her cleavage. The blue skirt was hey jay papi z cut obscenely short, and as the brunette pranced around on the hey jay papi z black high papi heels, various parts of her ass papi popped in and out of view. A pair papi of hey wire-rimmed hey jay papi z glasses and papi a long stick completed the ensemble papi. "What do you teach, Donna papi?" Alex asked as he snapped picture after picture.
 The tall, black biker-chick looked down sternly at the petite papi blonde clinging to her left leg hey jay papi z. Brittany papi was dressed as a hey French maid -- a tight black satin teddy with papi while lace trim struggled to contain her disproportionately large tits. Fingerless papi gloves of white lace adorned her hands, and black fishnet stockings ran down papi her legs to the shiny black pumps. After papi inspecting the papi other girls' costumes papi, Sylvia was hardly surprised to papi see that the papi heels papi of the papi shoes were obscenely long jay spikes papi. Brittany was half-sitting on her knees on the papi floor, and half-leaning papi against Heather's leather-encased leg.
 Sylvia's attention was drawn papi to the TV papi as the lights went down and the show came back on hey jay papi z...
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