Just because I liked them, I guess, and I never had anywhere to wear them.‘Why don’t you come and sit down?’ the voice continued, helping me off...the bar stool and leading me gently but firmly from behind towards some couches in a darker corner.Miraculously, one of the couches was empty and I settled down onto it with a huge sigh of gladness. My new friend settled in behind me, letting me rest back against him like a pillow. His hand started stroking my face, my throat, my shoulders, rubbing. “ This is the position I mentioned earlier when the girls slide down the boys body, straight away they looked better and they could stand closer to the boy there was no spacing between their young bodies. They completed the final part of the routine and I knew that removing the tutus was the right decision and again the girl on the right lingered her hand over the boys cock as she slid down, he was starting to get hard again! As they carried on dancing I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. " "Oh, save it, Jett. How many girls have you kicked out of your bed," Katy said, rolling her eyes. He pointed at her. "Exactly! I kick them out. Never before have they kicked me out!" She snorted and rolled onto her pillow, snuggling in for sleep. "Well, there's a first time for everything," she mumbled, ignoring Jett as he slammed the door behind him. Four Days Later: "James, what the hell?" Katy asked, looking around at all the people. "Okay, so I decided to throw a little party," James. “Hey, Ms. London, our cheerleading coach, was asking about you today,” Kelly told Jessica.“Is that so?”“Yeah, she wants to meet you, find out who this generous woman is who loves cheerleaders so much.” Kelly smiled to herself as she realized the double meaning of what she’d just said.“So what’s she like?” asked Jessica.“Well, let’s see... early thirties, dark hair cut kind of short, a little boyish actually but cute. She’s nice but tends to keep to herself. She also teaches history.”“Is she.