"Well, I'd love to get some help from you Stacey..." You grin, openly admiring her proud rack. "But I have one little question for you before I make up my mind."
"Sure, go ahead and ask!" She says, flashing you another of her sexy smiles while you ponder your question. In fact, there are several things that you wish to ask her, such as: "Are you cheerleaders always this friendly to the team players?" and "Ohmygod, are those tits real?! What's your cup-size?!"
Instead you decide to ask her: "That asshole out there, what's-his-name-again, said that one of the cheerleaders was his girlfriend? The blonde one, Cindy? Is she really getting it on with that idiot?"
"Jason and Cindy? Not really!" Stacey replies with a laugh. "He does like to treat her that way however, probably 'cause he's really into her, even though she can barely stand being in the same room as him!"
"So it's just not me thinking he's an asshole than?" You ask, feeling a lot better allready.
"Hardly!" She states, laughing again. "You probably made yourself a few friends just by putting up against him! Quite a few of which that would be more than happy to show you their appreciation...!" There's no need for her to say which side she's on, or how "appreciating" she's willing to be... The way she looks and smiles at you with that sexy face of hers says more than a thousand words!
"Interesting..." You say, still grinning at her. "So, I take it that he would get kinda upset if I got myself a little "appreciation" from that "girlfriend" of his?"
"Hmm... I knew you were getting at something with that question of yours..." Stacey says, pouting her lips and sounding a bit dissapointed, but then brighten up again and grin evilly. "But yeah, I guess that'd annoy him a bit... If he ever heard about it...!"
"And is there any chance he will?" You wonder, putting up a concerned face as if you didn't want him to. "I mean, I don't know much about this Cindy but I for one ain't the sort of guy who boasts about stuff like that...!"
"Well, she's not that type of girl either..." Stacey nods for herself, smiling a little as she seem to realise what you're getting at. "I, at the other hand, am pretty much known around the school as both trustworthy and being quite the loud-mouth...!"
"So..." You pick up where she left off. "If you would, by any chance happen to hear or see something... Perhaps at a rather close and intimate range even... This, what's-his-face, Jason-guy might hear about it rather soon...?"
"Well, yeah, I guess he would. I'd probably not be able to keep my mouth shut for more than a few moments in his company actually..." She pouts her lips again, looking like she'd really regret it. "I'm sorry, I'm such a blabbermouth!"
"Well, I'm not blaming you! Lips like yours were not made to stay closed and unused!" You tell her, grinning as she replies by sensually licking her soft full lips. "But enough talk now... I still got a lot of steam built up!"
"Sounds pretty urgent...!" Stacey smiles, again letting her tongue slide over her lips. "Perhaps you wouldn't make it if I left you all alone in here and ran off to fetch Cindy...?" |