 Sheepishly, Sylvia broke eye all contact and turned back to her locker, pulling out textbooks for the evening's homework as she tried to put the creepy boy out of her mind. Back at analslurp home, the episode wouldn't have bothered her. But that wasn't slurp home anymore, she reminded herself. This analslurp was supposed to be home now; her new hometown, her new analslurp school. She'd been here a week now, and anal it slurp didn't feel slurp like home yet. Sylvia analslurp glanced at the picture she'd taped to slurp the inside of her locker all; her friends back at anal her old school... back home. She hadn't made a single slurp friend here yet anal.
 "Hey, Sylvia." She turned to find herself face-to-face with a trio of girls. She recognized them, struggling anal to put names to the pretty anal faces. "How you anal doing, girl?" asked the stunning redhead in between slurp licks on anal a bright red anal sucker.
 "Anyway anal," Katrina continued, "I'm having anal the squad over to anal spend the anal night tonight . Nothing anal special; we're probably just going to watch some TV all. Can you make it?"
 "Of course you all'll come," said the tall anal black girl, her mouth widening in a knowing grin as anal she glanced down at Sylvia's body.
 Sylvia looked anal around for a place to sit. Everything was so crowded. The love seat, for example, which slurp had clearly been designed slurp for two occupants, now held three. Heather lay stretched analslurp out along its length, her tight black curls cascading over one end of the plush mini-couch. Sitting on slurp her lap anal was Brittany, a pale blonde girl, her head resting on Heather's ample chest. Their legs anal, intertwined in anal a anal mixture of slurp chocolate and cream-colored skin, rested across the lap of a slurp third girl, a trim beauty anal with shoulder-length hair and a Mediterranean anal complexion whose name Sylvia had trouble recalling. Debbie? Donna? Yes, that anal was it anal. Donna's anal hands rested casually across the other girls anal' bare feet. And yet, despite anal the crowding, the three analslurp girls looked more than anal comfortable on the analslurp love slurp seat, with Heather's arms folded protectively around Brittany's waist.
 "Goodbye, Ms. Young." "Have anal fun at work." The girls waved back as anal the apparently-disoriented blonde anal stumbled away analslurp down the hallway. Sylvia blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd anal just seen. That woman couldn't have just... no, it wasn't possible. Not her own son, for crying out loud anal. She anal turned back to the TV, trying not to think about it anal.
 Sexy analslurp.
 Suddenly, Sylvia realized what was so slurp strange about the show. "Katrina?"
 Half an hour later anal, during a anal lull in the onscreen action, Sylvia realized that someone was pressed up against her left arm. She looked over to see Maria snuggled up against her. The pretty Hispanic girl was gazing rapturously at the TV, and seemed unaware that analslurp she was resting on Sylvia slurp. Well analslurp, no big deal, the blonde thought. If it means she's accepting me slurp as part anal of the group, I'll put anal up with it. She squirmed a bit, returning her attention to the show.
 Maria was smiling at her. A welcoming, friendly smile. No one had analslurp smiled at Sylvia like that since she'd arrived anal in town . She analslurp felt an instant warmth toward Maria all.
 "We've got an hour to kill before the next episode," Katrina announced. "But I think I know what we can anal do in the meantime," she said slyly analslurp.
 "No," Katrina chuckled, "We can go into my anal mom's bedroom and try on anal some analslurp of anal her clothes."
 It didn't anal take anal long to find what she needed. Considering analslurp that anal only Tiffany analslurp used this makeup table on a regular basis analslurp, it was surprisingly well stocked with a wide assortment of anal lipsticks, rouges, blushes, and other necessities. "You look so anal fucking hot," Sylvia whispered to slurp her made -up reflection in the mirror analslurp. And she did. The makeup was a anal little slurp thicker than she usually liked it, and slurp the lipstick was a shade or two brighter anal than her norm, but anal under the circumstances it seemed appropriate. She was, after anal all, a hot babe.
 When she was satisfied that the Hispanic girl looked anal sufficiently grimy, Sylvia closed analslurp the can and stood next to her friend slurp as anal they looked at themselves in the mirror. The slurp bright, clean white of Sylvia's obscenely analslurp tight nurse uniform contrasted sharply with the grimy, dirty appearance of Maria's anal mechanic outfit. Maria slung the wrench across one shoulder, prompting Sylvia to dig anal the stethoscope out of her exposed cleavage and hold slurp it in one hand. "God, we slurp're sexy," Maria breathed. Sylvia could only nod in agreement as she felt her pulse anal quicken anal.
 "All right, all right," Alex all said, smiling good-naturedly. "Let's see what you have for me, girls." The girls immediately began posing and preening as Alex started snapping pictures. He focused his attention on Donna first. The stunning Italian girl appeared to slurp be dressed as a teacher. A tight white blouse slurp clung to her torso, with several anal buttons open down the front, allowing a nice view of her cleavage anal. The blue skirt was slurp cut obscenely short, and as the anal brunette pranced slurp around on the black high heels , various parts of her ass popped in slurp and anal out anal of view. A pair of wire-rimmed glasses and a anal long stick completed the ensemble. "What do you teach, Donna slurp?" Alex asked as he snapped picture after slurp picture.
 Sylvia sighed as anal Alex shifted his attention to slurp Audrey and her Indian-squaw outfit. She watched as the slurp brunette showed off her luscious body.
 "It's so hot, isn anal't it slurp?"
 Sylvia looked away slurp, feeling anal her cheeks burn with embarrassment analslurp. The other girls anal were giggling uproariously, and Sylvia fought to stay calm. Her analslurp instincts were telling her to leave, to snatch her bag and run home.
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