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High school harlots: girls for rentWe wear our cheering uniforms, with short pleated skirts. Under them, we all wear little white bikini panties. When we prance around the field, and jump up in the air in a cheer, why, the entire crowd can see our panties under our dresses. But Ned Plymm wanted to see a whole lot more – and do more, too. Beverly was smart. She got in with the main crowd that runs the town, and partied with them, and threw a fuck to some of them. She found out who they were and where they were coming from, and when she knew all she had to, she went into business. Ned Plymm was one of her first customers from our town – most of the others had been old friends of hers from New York, the last place she had lived and I guess worked before coming to Hamilton township. But after a while, she got established here. Ned Plymm was a good place for her to start. He's a real pussy hound, and he likes the young girls. His daughters are even older than me, with the youngest of them in her sophomore year at college. Well, he likes 'em young. He's had girlfriends on the side, like an eighteen year old cocktail waitress down at the Red Pony lounge ...» |
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