Cathy had invited the entire cheerleader squad and several of her other new friends. I was acting like an early warning radar swiveling my head back a...d forth. I was the veritable astronomer scoping out the heavenly bodies. Why is it that hot girls group with other hot girls forming a bevy of beautiful babes?The uniform of the day seemed to be short-shorts and halter tops. It was evident that these girls were financially burdened and could not afford brassieres. I saw so many erect nipples that. . it was his hand... His other arm was holding me tightly around the waist. As I struggled to get free, I bit my lip and tasted the salty warm blood in my mouth. He was laughing at me as he shoved me into the shower whilst ripping off my clothing and turned the shower on, now slut you will shower quickly. When I wasn't as quick as he liked he demanded "Spread them" when they were spread approx four feet wide with my very plump arse, now pointing at him. I was terrified what could I do, as he. Instead, sorting through his small supply of actually clean clothes, he came up with a pair of boxer shorts, sweat pants, a 'beater' T, and a sweatshirt.Returning to the kitchen found the girl in the same pose. "Here you go. The sweatshirt is for when you have to go outside." He handed the clothes to her.She stood gracefully and pulled on the boxer shorts. Stan winced to himself. The beater-T went on next. The girl's large breasts filled the chest of the shirt and caused it to strain some. Stan. “Same time tomorrow, Andrew?” I say, staring at his crotch. He can only muster a simple nod of his head, yes.Before entering my house, I turn and see Andrew standing where I left him. The poor man looks befuddled, I purse my lips and blow him a kiss, then go inside and run up to my room.I hurry to the window and see Andrew standing under his outdoor shower near the pool. From my vantage point, I can see Andrew is butt naked.To my delight, Andrew turns, giving me a profile view. I let out a gasp.