1. Bedding the Babysitter Ch 03


    Date: 8/30/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    look on her face as she saw me. I gave her a ‘I know this is weird’ look and then said, “Hi Sally,” without stopping. We entered the school and I followed Karen to her locker. I held her books as she gave Sabrina, who was wearing thigh highs as Karen said she would, a hug. Sabrina gave me a look, not overly impressed, and then asked, “So this is your new recruit?” Karen smiled but said with a ‘don’t mess with me’ tone, “Yes, this is Jenny; she will be our newest PomPom.” Sabrina shrugged, showing indifference, as she said, “So why the thigh highs?” Karen said, “It was time for a change. Plus they are sexier than knee high socks, don’t you think?.” Karen then did a diva pose which made my cunt drip a little, and a few boys stopped to stare. She then asked Sabrina, “What do you think?” “Well they are hotter and sluttier,” Sabrina agreed. “Don’t you think Principal Dictator will make us change?” “No, he loves checking us out,” Karen said matter-of-factly. “Ho.” “Slut.” Their riveting banter had me bored but I pretended to care. The bell then rang and I walked Karen to her Biology class before I rushed to my Chemistry class. I got a lot of odd looks but I just sat in my regular seat as if nothing was different. The rest of the morning was a blur of the surreal. Teachers gave me peculiar looks, girls gave me jealous glares and boys gave me horny stares. The attention was so strange after a lifetime of being a nobody that lived on the fringes of the school hierarchy. I liked ...
    it---it was exhilarating. I hated it---it was awkward. I loved it---it was addictive. All these feelings overwhelmed me. It was great to be noticed, yet I quickly resented being seen as an object. In History class I noticed Wilson, a kid who was a poster boy for nerds, gawking at my legs. I don’t know why I did it, but I looked at him and winked seductively. He blushed and looked away. I felt a perverse joy from embarrassing him and from being stared at. Lunchtime finally arrived and I quickly and eagerly, like a puppy looking for his master, went to find Karen. She was at her locker with Ashley, who towered over me. Unlike Sabrina who looked down at me, Ashley was very nice to me. She said, “Hi Jenny, you are in my History class right?” I smiled, happy that she knew who I was, and responded, “Yes.” “What is your essay topic on?” she asked. “The rights of women in third-world countries,” I replied. “Are you a feminist?” she asked. Karen laughed and said, ‘Trust me; she is not a feminist, although she does have an appetite for women.” I went red I’m sure as Ashley gave a confused look. Karen handed me her lunch and we went to the cafeteria. I looked over at my usual outsider table and waved to Sally and my other friend Eleanor. They gave an awkward wave back as they attempted to figure out why I was now a PomPom girl. During lunch I was asked to get dessert for all three of the captains and was lambasted by Sabrina when there was no strawberry jello so I got her cherry instead. She ...
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