Damn shame we haven’t been near the championships since.” “It is a shame. And I was the finest cheerleader. But a cheerleader is...ore than a perky little girl in a short skirt. A cheerleader is theschool psychologist. She knows what McDonald wants. What McDonald needs.And this cheerleader will do anything for her school.” Endgame. Or beginning-game. Cathy spread her legs and slid forward inher chair. Mr. Granger grabbed her ass with one hand and begna. “I thought that you had a boyfriend or something, that kind of thing. Or that you pulled trains, that sort of thing. Anything but you saving your virginity for ME, of all people! I wasn’t popular at all, as you recall. I remember the skimpy outfits, too. Those long ass legs, too. Such a far cry from your work persona, which was frankly very conservative,” I noted, making Kara’s dimples show in lieu of blushing.“My parents were super strict and very tight-ass, prudish, born-again, evangelical. Didi masti se aankh band ke siskari leti huiramlal se kuch bolti thi jo mujhe samjah nahi aa raha tha.ramlal ab thoda aur didi ke upar jhuk gaya tha aur didi ki latak rahi chuchi ko pakad ke usko chodtaraha.jab uska balance kharaab hone laga tab wo sanchita didi ki gaand ke peche kutta ban ke baitha gaya aur dono haath se didi ke gaand ko side se pakadke uski chut chodta raha.sanchita didi ko kutiya bana ke ramlal bahut der tak chodta raha phir achanak wo didi ko bola ab madam gaand marunga. "Shut up, cunt, or I'll have to slap the shit out of you again," Larry said, his lip curled into a sneer.Tamara did her best to keep quiet as she felt the copper wire cutting off the flow of blood to her hands.There was a moment when she could feel pins and needles in her fingertips, but soon they were completely numbed.Tamara could feel her knuckles in that hand getting increasingly stiffer, until she couldn't move her fingers at all.Larry crossed around the foot of the bed, moving with large.