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Cindy took a swig of beer, then a second. When Dick reached for the can, she held it out of reach.
"Okay, I'll tell you," she agreed. "Better, I'll show you. Honest and true, there's a way to get into the
school, a safe way."
"Let's give it a try," Sam said. "Should be fun."
"What if we get caught?" Judy asked, worried in spite of the beer.
"You chicken?" Cindy challenged.
"Course not," Judy said quickly, stung. "Let's go." "Park at the Pizza Shack," Sam suggested. "That way
no one'll notice the car."
From the Pizza Shack, the four of them crossed the street. Judy squeezed Sam's hand tightly with
excitement and nervousness. She was dry-mouthed, and glad that Cindy had several beers stowed
safely in her big tote bag.
In a few minutes, they were all standing in dark silence. "S-Sam?" Judy whispered softly, her heart
pounding.
"Right here."
"See, I told you," Cindy boasted, in full voice. After the tense silence, it sounded as if she were shouting.
"Ssssshhhh," Dick said desperately. "Jeesus!"
"No one can hear us," Cindy said boldly. "Come on.
"Where?" Dick asked.
"Take my hand, Dummy," Cindy instructed. "Hey! That's not my hand!"
"Lots more interesting than your hand, though," Dick replied.
Judy wondered what was going on in the darkness. "Not now," Cindy informed him primly. "Right now,
let's get going. Come on, everybody link hands and follow me."
As they shuffled their way through the darkness, Judy wished she had a hand free so she could check
whether she had torn her dress when they had slipped through the window into the basement. It was
brand new, a close, clinging sheath and it had cost her a month's allowance. The corridors of the empty
building were dark and mysterious. The only light came from FIRE EXIT signs. Their red glow reflected
eerily off the polished floors. As the four of them rambled and romped through the building, their voices
and footsteps echoed weirdly back at them. Soon they were chasing hilariously through the building,
darting in and out of rooms and halls. With the heart-thumping excitement of the forbidden, the boys
went into the girls' rest rooms, and Judy and Cindy giggled at the urinals in the boys' bathrooms. Dick
stood in front of one of the tile urinals, pretending to use it. When he was challenged to really use it, with
all of them watching, he blustered his way out of it, and the room.
Eventually, the four of them pushed into the huge, dark, echoing gymnasium. Scooping up a loose
basketball, Sam and Dick dribbled and passed wildly around the floor while Judy and Cindy tried to
provide some opposition. When they were all panting, they slumped down on a tumbling mat that was
along one wall. Beers were opened and the only sound was panting and gulping.
"And that was the way Sam and I demolished Denton High for the Regional Championship," Dick
boasted when he had caught his breath. "What was the way?" Judy asked. She was tucked comfortably
under Sam's arm again. Cindy had one hand high on Dick's thigh, and Dick's fingers were stroking the
slope of one of Cindy's breasts. The sight made Judy feel hot.
"That display of basketball virtuosity, of course," Dick answered, after taking another slug of beer.
"Well," Cindy said proudy, "Judy and I brought the gymnastics team its championship."
"Hey," Dick exclaimed, "how about a gymnastics exhibition?"
"How about it?" Judy asked dubiously.
"Sam and I have never seen you girls do your stuff," Dick pointed out. "We always have a basketball
game when you have an exhibition, remember?"
"Yeah," Sam agreed. "Hey, which of you two is better, anyway?" "I'm first on balance beam and
vaulting," Judy said, "and second in floor exercises and uneven parallel bars. What are you, Cindy?"
Judy asked the question with just a trace of cattiness. She knew Cindy was a distant third in everything.
"The judges are prejudiced," Cindy said sourly.
Judy had some more beer, and was emboldened by the alcohol. "Bullshit!" "Well, they are. They think
I've got too big a fanny. You, you're just built like a boy, that's why they like you. Bunch of perverts,
that's what they are."
Judy was surprised at Cindy's vehemence.
"I've got an idea," Dick said quickly. "How about a contest right now?"
"Right now?" Judy asked dubiously, suddenly aware of her intoxication.
"Sure," Sam said eagerly. "Dick and I will be the judges."
"But . . . but . . ." Judy stuttered. "The only thing out is the mats." "So, floor exercises," Dick commented.
"You've always said that's the most demanding. And besides, it's not your strongest event, and it's not
Cindy's either, so it'll be more even."
"Yeah," Cindy agreed. "Why not?"
"We-we don't have our uniforms with us," Judy pointed out desperately. "So. who needs uniforms?"
Cindy demanded, encouraged by Judy's reluctance. "Come on, Judy. You chicken? You afraid I'll beat
you?" "Of course not," Judy snapped. "But how're you going to do a cartwheel in a tight skirt?"
Cindy bounded to her feet. "That, my little precious, is simple!" She reached behind her and quickly
unzipped her dress. Judy watched in shock as Cindy pulled the dress forward and down her arms. The
blonde girl's bra seemed to shine in the light from the EXIT sign nearest them. Without hesitating, Cindy
pushed her dress down and off and stepped out of it. She stood in front of them in only her bra and
panties, slender, graceful, and pretty.
"Well, come on, you chicken?" Cindy taunted. "You think you can beat me fully dressed? Let's give the
guys a real show, okay?" The beer and her pride goaded Judy to her feet. "Okay," she agreed. Her
fingers shook as she reached for the zipper at the back of her dress. "Let me help," Sam offered
gallantly.
Judy turned her back and felt the zipper go down. Then she stripped her dress off. A hot flash of
excitement boiled through her as Sam and Dick goggled at her slender beauty.
"Come on," Cindy urged.
"How are we going to do this?" Judy asked. "We don't have any music." "Screw the music," Cindy
snorted. "It always mixes me up, anyway. Tell you what. I'll do something, then you see if you can do it. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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Cindy took a swig of beer, then a second. When Dick reached for the can, she held it out of reach.
"Okay, I'll tell you," she agreed. "Better, I'll show you. Honest and true, there's a way to get into the
school, a safe way."
"Let's give it a try," Sam said. "Should be fun."
"What if we get caught?" Judy asked, worried in spite of the beer.
"You chicken?" Cindy challenged.
"Course not," Judy said quickly, stung. "Let's go." "Park at the Pizza Shack," Sam suggested. "That way
no one'll notice the car."
From the Pizza Shack, the four of them crossed the street. Judy squeezed Sam's hand tightly with
excitement and nervousness. She was dry-mouthed, and glad that Cindy had several beers stowed
safely in her big tote bag.
In a few minutes, they were all standing in dark silence. "S-Sam?" Judy whispered softly, her heart
pounding.
"Right here."
"See, I told you," Cindy boasted, in full voice. After the tense silence, it sounded as if she were shouting.
"Ssssshhhh," Dick said desperately. "Jeesus!"
"No one can hear us," Cindy said boldly. "Come on.
"Where?" Dick asked.
"Take my hand, Dummy," Cindy instructed. "Hey! That's not my hand!"
"Lots more interesting than your hand, though," Dick replied.
Judy wondered what was going on in the darkness. "Not now," Cindy informed him primly. "Right now,
let's get going. Come on, everybody link hands and follow me."
As they shuffled their way through the darkness, Judy wished she had a hand free so she could check
whether she had torn her dress when they had slipped through the window into the basement. It was
brand new, a close, clinging sheath and it had cost her a month's allowance. The corridors of the empty
building were dark and mysterious. The only light came from FIRE EXIT signs. Their red glow reflected
eerily off the polished floors. As the four of them rambled and romped through the building, their voices
and footsteps echoed weirdly back at them. Soon they were chasing hilariously through the building,
darting in and out of rooms and halls. With the heart-thumping excitement of the forbidden, the boys
went into the girls' rest rooms, and Judy and Cindy giggled at the urinals in the boys' bathrooms. Dick
stood in front of one of the tile urinals, pretending to use it. When he was challenged to really use it, with
all of them watching, he blustered his way out of it, and the room.
Eventually, the four of them pushed into the huge, dark, echoing gymnasium. Scooping up a loose
basketball, Sam and Dick dribbled and passed wildly around the floor while Judy and Cindy tried to
provide some opposition. When they were all panting, they slumped down on a tumbling mat that was
along one wall. Beers were opened and the only sound was panting and gulping.
"And that was the way Sam and I demolished Denton High for the Regional Championship," Dick
boasted when he had caught his breath. "What was the way?" Judy asked. She was tucked comfortably
under Sam's arm again. Cindy had one hand high on Dick's thigh, and Dick's fingers were stroking the
slope of one of Cindy's breasts. The sight made Judy feel hot.
"That display of basketball virtuosity, of course," Dick answered, after taking another slug of beer.
"Well," Cindy said proudy, "Judy and I brought the gymnastics team its championship."
"Hey," Dick exclaimed, "how about a gymnastics exhibition?"
"How about it?" Judy asked dubiously.
"Sam and I have never seen you girls do your stuff," Dick pointed out. "We always have a basketball
game when you have an exhibition, remember?"
"Yeah," Sam agreed. "Hey, which of you two is better, anyway?" "I'm first on balance beam and
vaulting," Judy said, "and second in floor exercises and uneven parallel bars. What are you, Cindy?"
Judy asked the question with just a trace of cattiness. She knew Cindy was a distant third in everything.
"The judges are prejudiced," Cindy said sourly.
Judy had some more beer, and was emboldened by the alcohol. "Bullshit!" "Well, they are. They think
I've got too big a fanny. You, you're just built like a boy, that's why they like you. Bunch of perverts,
that's what they are."
Judy was surprised at Cindy's vehemence.
"I've got an idea," Dick said quickly. "How about a contest right now?"
"Right now?" Judy asked dubiously, suddenly aware of her intoxication.
"Sure," Sam said eagerly. "Dick and I will be the judges."
"But . . . but . . ." Judy stuttered. "The only thing out is the mats." "So, floor exercises," Dick commented.
"You've always said that's the most demanding. And besides, it's not your strongest event, and it's not
Cindy's either, so it'll be more even."
"Yeah," Cindy agreed. "Why not?"
"We-we don't have our uniforms with us," Judy pointed out desperately. "So. who needs uniforms?"
Cindy demanded, encouraged by Judy's reluctance. "Come on, Judy. You chicken? You afraid I'll beat
you?" "Of course not," Judy snapped. "But how're you going to do a cartwheel in a tight skirt?"
Cindy bounded to her feet. "That, my little precious, is simple!" She reached behind her and quickly
unzipped her dress. Judy watched in shock as Cindy pulled the dress forward and down her arms. The
blonde girl's bra seemed to shine in the light from the EXIT sign nearest them. Without hesitating, Cindy
pushed her dress down and off and stepped out of it. She stood in front of them in only her bra and
panties, slender, graceful, and pretty.
"Well, come on, you chicken?" Cindy taunted. "You think you can beat me fully dressed? Let's give the
guys a real show, okay?" The beer and her pride goaded Judy to her feet. "Okay," she agreed. Her
fingers shook as she reached for the zipper at the back of her dress. "Let me help," Sam offered
gallantly.
Judy turned her back and felt the zipper go down. Then she stripped her dress off. A hot flash of
excitement boiled through her as Sam and Dick goggled at her slender beauty.
"Come on," Cindy urged.
"How are we going to do this?" Judy asked. "We don't have any music." "Screw the music," Cindy
snorted. "It always mixes me up, anyway. Tell you what. I'll do something, then you see if you can do it. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]