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"Marissa, unless you want to explain to Mrs. Swenson why you have a cum stain on your cheer sweater I think you had better take it off and let me throw it in the washer."
"But I don't have anything else to wear."
Ginny just smiled her wicked smile. "I know Jimmy said you didn't have to strip with the others, that you weren't directly involved, but I think you were an indirect participant. He won't mind if you go around in your bra. That is nothing compared to what the others are doing."
Marissa looked at me with pleading in her eyes, but I said nothing. This was Ginny's doings, and it was fair enough. She had been involved. "Nobody's ever seen me that way," she whispered.
"Nobody ever saw him that way, either. Give me the sweater and I'll get it in the wash before the stain sets. Did anyone else get any on them?" They all shook their heads. Marissa slowly with trepidation removed her sweater and handed it to Ginny.
"I like your bra," I said, and turned to the other girls with my camera. "Put your arms around each other's shoulders and smile for me.
To be continued...
- COMMENTS
JohnWilliamslikesbootyover 3 years agoWhy is he upset that the whole hot cheerleadering team gave him a blowjob and one rubbed her boobs on his arm. Its also stupid that he didnt want to se the routine
Anonymousover 5 years agoGreat to see Ginny standing up for her shy brother. Makes a very welcome change from most other stories where the hot sister is the instigator that goes out of her way to humiliate her shy brother.
My only quibble is that Jimmy/Jason seems to have transformed from a super shy guy, that can't even speak to people, to a super confident and agressive guy in a shorter time than it took me to write this! That kind of shyness doesn't just vanish at the drop of a hat, no matter what is going on around you. Trust me, I wish it could, but in reality, he would have sprinted from that room, not looking back, and would have spent the rest of the night throwing up from shame and humiliation.
Anonymousover 6 years agoThis is a pretty creepy view of male-female relations. Tit-for-tat (sorry), and either dominating or dominated.
