 Sylvia shuddered as she saw the boy looking at her. It wasn't that she was unused to being looked about at; her trim figure and long petite blond hair had attracted plenty of pleasant attention over the last few years. It was the way he was looking at her... as though he about was inspecting her like clothing a woman piece of meat. Not that that hadn't happened to her before, either; but previously only lecherous petite woman clothing old men sitting on clothing park benches or standing woman at street corners petiteteen had stared at petite her body so brazenly. Never a boy of about... fourteen? fifteen at petite most... in the petite middle of a crowded school hallway. Nervously, she made petite eye contact with him; that was usually enough to scare off a hormone-charged dweeb. But the boy didn't flinch petite; he just met her gaze and slowly smiled.
 "Oh, we petite just came over to tell you that you petiteteen" -- Katrina pointed the sucker petite at petite Sylvia for dramatic effect petite -- "made on the petite squad."
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 The petite boy looked up, and Sylvia recognized him petiteteen immediately as petiteteen the creepy kid who'd been looking about at her petite at her petite locker that petite afternoon. He was giving her the same look. Undressing her with his eyes, really. "Hi," he said simply.
 The blonde smiled at his words. "Yes, Alex petite" she purred. "Come on, honey," she said, returning her petite attention to Sylvia petite. Too confused to do anything else, Sylvia followed her down the hall. What the hell was petiteteen that?
 Sylvia looked around for a place to sit. Everything was so crowded. The petite woman clothing love petite seat woman, for example, which had clearly been designed for two occupants, now held three. Heather lay stretched out along its length, her tight woman black curls cascading over petite one end of petite the plush petite mini-couch petiteteen. Sitting on her lap was Brittany, a pale petite blonde petite girl, her head resting on Heather woman's ample chest. Their legs, intertwined in petite a mixture about of petite chocolate woman and cream-colored skin teen, rested across the lap petiteteen of a third girl, a woman trim beauty with shoulder-length hair and petite a Mediterranean complexion whose name Sylvia had trouble recalling. Debbie clothing? Donna? Yes, that was it. Donna petiteteen's hands rested casually across the other girls' bare feet. And yet, despite the crowding, the three girls looked more than petite comfortable on petite the love seat, with Heather's arms petite folded protectively around Brittany's waist woman.
 "You can petite sit here, Sylvia," said Maria, the statuesque Latin petite woman clothing girl who'd petite been with Katrina and Heather in the hallway that afternoon. Maria petite patted a space petite next petite to her on the large couch. Her petite other petite arm rested casually on the leg of Audrey, the pretty brunette sitting next about to her. Audrey, for her part, was petite curled up petiteteen against petite Maria, her thick brown hair petiteteen pillowed petite against the taller girl's shoulder.
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 Half an hour later petite, during a lull in the onscreen action petite, Sylvia realized that someone petite was pressed up against her left arm. She looked about over petite to see Maria snuggled teen up against her. The pretty Hispanic girl clothing was gazing rapturously at the petite TV, and seemed unaware that she petiteteen was resting on Sylvia. Well petite, no big deal, the blonde thought. If it means she's accepting me woman as part of the group, I petite'll put up petite with it. She squirmed petiteteen a bit, returning her petite attention to teen the teen show.
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 She became aware that Maria had guided their clasped hands into her petite woman clothing lap. Sylvia smiled as she felt the back about of the other girl's hand brushing her inner thigh. Maria and petiteteen I petite, she mused, must look pretty hot about together on petite this couch. The thought was delicious. Sylvia snuggled up against her new friend's petite flank, her head resting against Maria's ample breast as she felt her petite whole body tingle petite woman clothing pleasurably. Once again Sylvia lost herself in the petite show petiteteen, admiring clothing the well-proportioned girls on the screen, enjoying their playful antics.
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 It didn't take long to find what petite she needed woman. Considering that only Tiffany used this makeup table petite woman clothing on a regular basis, it was surprisingly well stocked with a petite wide assortment of lipsticks, rouges, blushes, and other necessities. "You look teen so fucking hot," Sylvia whispered petite to her made petite-up reflection in the mirror. And petite she did petite. The makeup was a teen little thicker than she usually petite liked it, and the lipstick petite was a petite shade or two brighter than her norm about, but under the circumstances it seemed appropriate. She was, after all, a hot babe.
 "All right, all right," Alex said, smiling good-naturedly. "Let's see what you have for me, girls." The girls immediately began posing and preening as Alex started snapping pictures. He focused his attention on Donna first clothing. The stunning Italian girl appeared to be dressed as a teacher. A tight petiteteen white blouse clung to her torso, with several buttons open down the front, allowing petite a nice view of her cleavage. The blue skirt was cut obscenely short, and as the brunette petiteteen pranced around on petite the black high heels, various parts of her petite woman clothing ass popped in and petite out of view. A pair petiteteen of wire-rimmed petite glasses and a long stick completed the ensemble. "What do you petite teach, Donna?" Alex asked as he petite snapped picture after picture.
 "Sylvia?" She looked up to petite woman clothing see clothing Maria addressing her. Her friend petiteteen had a sympathetic look on petiteteen her petiteteen face. "Would you check it, please?" she asked softly teen. "For petite me?" Sylvia closed petite her mouth and nodded. Maria had been so good petite to her. She leaned forward, bringing her tongue out to touch Maria's shaven mons.
 It was smooth, incredibly smooth petite. And sweet. And.... sexy. Sylvia stifled a groan as she inhaled the sweet odor of Maria's sex. She took another petite lick, savoring the taste of teen her friend's sweat. Her hands came to rest on Maria's hips as she continued to lick, and petite she felt a pair petite of hands resting lightly on the back of her head.
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