Lesbian Love: Virgins and Cheerleaders Read Online Free PDF

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    “Hmm, she’s a bit on the big side but we may have something to fit her. Can’t you lose a bit of weight, Sarah, we like to keep ourselves looking good?”
    I felt like punching her, I was fairly slim and pretty, but I held my temper in check and took a deep breath. The other girls were all tiny, there was no other way to describe them. Rapier thin, there was not an ounce of excess fat on them. They looked good too, I had to admit it, better than me. Maybe it wouldn’t do any harm to be more like them, a babe. I’d like that, I thought, it would be nice to be one of the prettiest girls in the school, cheerleading, slim, attractive, sought after.
    “I’ll see what I can do, Emily, I’ll try and cut down a bit.”
    They all relaxed. “That’s fine then,” Alexis said. “We’ll see you in the changing rooms this afternoon. Why don’t you sit with us for lunch if you’re going to join us?”
    “Ok, I’d like that, I’ll see you later.”
    I went to my classroom. Spending lunchtimes with the cheerleaders would give me a good way to find out what was really going on in the school. After all, they were the girls that got invited to everything, the babes that people talked to and would tell them things they wouldn’t tell other girls. I realized with a start that I was actually becoming one of them, it was a thrilling thought. I should have dismissed the whole thing as silly, schoolgirl behavior, but I couldn’t help it, I was looking forward to joining Fleming’s female elite. Besides, it was my cover, being a schoolgirl, so why shouldn’t I think like one? I sat next to Julia in classes that morning and tried to befriend her even more. I was only partially successful, she was suspicious and jealous of my growing association with the cheerleaders.
    “Damnit, Sarah, you saw what those fuckers did to me in the showers, you know what they’re like.”
    “They’re not perfect, I know.”
    She snorted as I said that and gave a bitter laugh. “You’re right about that. Why didn’t you help me out?”
    “Look, Julia, they’re my friends as much as you are my friend. I was brought up to fight my own battles, sorry.”
    She didn’t reply and bent to her books.
    At lunchtime I took a small salad and just drank water instead of soda. It wouldn’t hurt to drop a few pounds. I noticed the other cheerleaders ate similar meals, they were weight conscious in the extreme.
    Rebecca Waterston took out a book when we’d finished eating and went over a routine that Coach Cooper would be working with this afternoon. It didn’t look too difficult, although there was a back flip at the end that was something I hadn’t done in several years. I finished up the afternoon’s lessons and went down to the changing room. Coach Cooper was waiting with the squad. She handed me a dress and matching panties and told me to change. The dress was tiny, even shorter than my tartan miniskirt, in the school colors of navy blue with blue and white pleats. I was glad of the full panties, without those I’d have felt completely naked rather than only half naked. We went out on the field and started to warm up.
    “I’ve changed the routine,” the coach said. “We’re going to try a pyramid today girls, link arms, Alexis you help Sarah and form part of the bottom row, come on, join up and let’s see what we can do.”
    She drafted in two of the other girls to help. Four of us got into a line and we held each other’s arms. Then we linked the ends of the line to form a kind of circle, I heard the coach shout. “Hold tight, here come the first two,” and grunted as a girl’s feet landed on my shoulders. We steadied the line and I heard another shout, then the last girl ran forward, jumped and was thrown into air as she did a superb somersault, vaulted up and on top of the pyramid. We swayed a little but managed to hold.
    “Yeah, that was good, we’ll do that a few more times,” the coach said.
    We practiced the routine three