 "Um... I'm okay... Katrina," Sylvia blurted woman, remembering the name woman of the cheerleading captain she'd auditioned in front of the previous afternoon warrior. The girl she woman'd woman made an ass of herself in front of. "Uh... what's up woman?"
 The other two cheerleaders rolled woman their woman eyes woman. "Don't scare the poor girl, Heather," Katrina woman chided before addressing Sylvia again. "Anyway, be at my place at eight. We warrior're going to have a great time." She patted Sylvia on warrior the shoulder before turning woman to walk womanpeeing off down the hall, trailed by Maria and Heather woman. Sylvia watched them go, nervous but excited woman.
 Sylvia woman fought to keep her composure as she stepped inside, but woman she was unable to stop warrior woman herself gawking womanpeeing at the womanpeeing woman's videos attire. She was dressed like... well, Sylvia might've said that she was dressed like an airline flight attendant peeing. Except that flight attendants usually wore woman skirts that did more than just barely cover their asses. And Sylvia had woman never seen a stewardess showing womanpeeing quite so much woman cleavage, or wearing quite so woman much makeup. The uniform wasn't made out of woman any sort of warrior woman ordinary fabric woman, either; it was shiny all over, like some sort of plastic. And warrior woman the warrior way it clung womanpeeing to the blonde's well-proportioned body made her look like something straight out of a porno woman magazine womanpeeing. "Umm... those are interesting clothes, Ms. Young," Sylvia blurted, not sure woman what womanpeeing to make of them.
 They walked womanpeeing past an open doorway leading into a woman kitchen, where a warrior small boy was woman fixing a sandwich woman. "Oh!" Tiffany exclaimed, stopping. "This is my brother... I mean woman, Katrina's brother Alex. Alex, this is Sylvia."
 The boy looked up warrior, and Sylvia recognized him immediately as the creepy kid who'd been woman looking at woman her at her locker that afternoon. He was giving her the same look. Undressing her with his eyes, really. "Hi woman," he said womanpeeing simply.
 The woman blonde smiled woman at his words. "Yes, Alex" she purred. "Come on, honey," she said, returning her attention to Sylvia. Too confused warrior to woman do anything else, Sylvia followed her down the hall. What the woman hell womanpeeing was that peeing?
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 "Mmm-hmm womanpeeing?" the woman redhead murmured, her womanpeeing eyes never leaving the screen.
 Katrina made a beeline for the woman mirror-covered wall womanpeeing. The mirror panels were actually sliding doors, which the redhead slid woman aside to reveal a large walk-in closet. "Katrina, are warrior woman... are you sure we should be doing this?" Sylvia asked womanpeeing. It didn't seem right to be going through someone warrior else's personal things. "Doesn womanpeeing't your mother..."
 Scientist, indeed. Sylvia watched in fascination woman as Kim strode over woman to the makeup table, the high womanpeeing-heeled shoes causing her ass to sway invitingly under woman the coat. The outfit was woman clearly designed woman to titillate womanpeeing -- and to come off with a minimum woman of effort. So woman Tiffany really was a warrior stripper. Sylvia woman's mind boggled as Kim sat warrior woman down and began applying makeup.
 "Sylvia, could you help me with warrior this womanpeeing?" Maria asked. Startled, Sylvia turned to warrior see womanpeeing the gorgeous Hispanic girl struggling into a pair of cutoff denim shorts. Aside from that, Maria was nude. Sylvia looked womanpeeing in wonder woman at woman her new friend warrior's shapely body. Smooth skin... taut stomach... full, firm breasts... dark, round areolae...
 Her work complete warrior, Sylvia got up from the makeup table. She caught sight of Maria womanpeeing standing in front of the mirrored doors woman of the closet. The Hispanic girl was now warrior woman fully dressed womanpeeing as an auto mechanic woman. In addition to warrior woman the tight woman denim shorts, she womanpeeing sported an womanpeeing oversized sleeveless white T-shirt. The shirt was cut off raggedly woman above woman her stomach warrior woman and featured several large rips, through which pleasant portions of Maria were visible. She wore tight black high-heeled boots on her feet, and her shiny black hair flowed out from womanpeeing underneath womanpeeing a red baseball cap.
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 Sylvia nodded as woman she continued to stare peeing, but the expressions on the two girls' faces looked quite serious to her. "Now do your cleaning, little woman maid," Heather womanpeeing said firmly. Brittany nodded meekly, lifting the feather-duster she was carrying in one hand and beginning to woman shake it back and forth against Heather's slick black woman boot. "Not like woman that," Heather admonished, causing the blonde to womanpeeing stop peeing and look up questioningly. "You videos know womanpeeing how you're supposed to clean," Heather womanpeeing scolded.
 Sylvia turned to ask Maria another question, but the Hispanic girl started speaking first. "Help peeing me take warrior woman my shorts off womanpeeing, Sylvia. I want Alex womanpeeing to get some shots of us together." Maria turned to face away, bending a peeing bit at the hip to push woman her tight behind toward Sylvia. The blonde wasn't quite sure how those two concepts were interconnected, but she sank to her knees woman anyway woman, bringing her hands up to the waistband of Maria womanpeeing's tight denim cutoffs. "Oooh. Oooh. Smile for the camera, Sylvia." Maria exclaimed.
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