 "Hey, Sylvia vip." She turned to find herself face-to-face with a trio of girls. She lounge recognized them, struggling to put names to the pretty faces. "How you doing, girl?" asked the stunning redhead in between licks on a bright red vip sucker.
 Sylvia shivered, but tried to keep her voice calm. "Hi."
 Sylvia looked around vip lounge for a place vip lounge to sit. Everything was so crowded. The love seat, for vipcrew example, which vipcrew had clearly vip been designed for two occupants vip, now held three. Heather lay stretched vip lounge out along its length, her tight black curls vip cascading over vip one end of the plush vip mini-couch. Sitting on her lap was vip Brittany, a pale blonde girl, her head resting on vip Heather's ample chest. Their legs, intertwined in a mixture of chocolate and cream-colored skin, rested across the lap vip lounge of vip a third girl, a trim beauty here with shoulder-length hair and vip a Mediterranean complexion whose name Sylvia here had trouble recalling. Debbie? Donna vip? Yes, that was it. Donna vip lounge's hands rested casually across the other girls' bare feet. And vip yet, despite vipcrew the crowding, the vip three girls vip looked more than comfortable on the love seat, with Heather's arms folded protectively around Brittany's waist.
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 Maria was smiling at her. A vip welcoming, friendly vipcrew smile. No one vip had smiled at Sylvia like that since she'd arrived in town here. She vip felt an vipcrew instant warmth toward Maria.
 An array of transparent garment bags hung on the vip lounge closet racks, and the girls surged forward and began vip sifting through them. Each bag had a lounge white label attached to the vipcrew front. "Cheerleader" read one -- Sylvia could see vip a lounge multicolored vest and skirt inside, and a vip pair lounge of pom-poms. Another one, labeled vipcrew "Lifeguard" contained a tiny swimming suit, some vip sort of flotation device vip, and a big silver whistle.
 Maria continued her efforts, running her hands over Sylvia's body, smoothing out the slick plastic uniform. Sylvia gasped as Maria's hands ran over her plump breasts. The blonde leaned vip lounge back, sighing as she felt Maria's ample chest pressing into vipcrew her back. Maria was such vip lounge a good friend.
 Her work complete, Sylvia got up from vipcrew the makeup table vip lounge. She caught sight of Maria standing in front of the mirrored doors of the closet. The Hispanic girl was now fully dressed as an auto vip mechanic. In addition to the tight denim shorts, she sported vip an vip oversized sleeveless white T-shirt vip. The shirt was cut off raggedly above her stomach and featured several large rips, through which pleasant vip portions of Maria here were visible. She wore tight black vip high-heeled vip boots on her vip feet, and her shiny black vip hair vip lounge flowed vip lounge out from underneath a red baseball cap.
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 The response vip was immediate. "You vipcrew can try it vip on vipcrew us, Alex." Donna gushed, jumping up and down excitedly. The other vipcrew girls followed suit, shouting animatedly and lounge begging Alex to take their pictures. Sylvia vipcrew couldn't believe that vip lounge these vip gorgeous young women were so interested in lounge the scrawny little creep. Still vip, she had vip to admit vip that the idea of being photographed was exciting. Especially in a tarty lounge little outfit. Sylvia shivered at the thought vipcrew.
 Sylvia turned to ask lounge Maria vip another question, but the Hispanic girl started speaking first. "Help vip me take my shorts off vip, Sylvia. I want Alex to get some shots of us together." Maria turned to face away, bending a vipcrew bit at the hip to push vip her tight behind toward Sylvia. The blonde wasn't quite vip lounge sure how those two concepts were vip lounge interconnected, but she sank to her knees anyway, bringing her hands up to vip the waistband of vipcrew Maria's tight vip denim cutoffs. "Oooh. Oooh. Smile vip for vip the camera, Sylvia." Maria exclaimed.
 Maria turned around, placing her crotch in front of Sylvia's face. Sylvia looked up to see her vip new friend smiling down at her, bringing her tan hands down to rest vipcrew on Sylvia's shoulders. Sylvia smiled back as vipcrew she unzipped the cutoffs and began pulling them down. God, we must look so fucking hot, Sylvia thought as Alex vipcrew continued to vip snap pictures. He's probably about to cream his pants, she thought as she slid the cutoffs down Maria's legs vip.
 Sylvia gasped as her cheek brushed against Maria's skin. It was... smooth. She looked up vip to see that Maria's crotch was devoid of hair. The smooth skin seemed to almost shine in the light. Sylvia vip couldn't vip keep herself from staring at vip the smooth curves of Maria's mons.
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 Sylvia turned, startled, looking for the source of the question.
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 Sylvia looked away vip, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment vip. The other girls were giggling vip lounge uproariously, and Sylvia vip fought to stay calm. Her instincts were telling her to leave vip, to snatch her bag and run home.
 Maria vip lounge's hand on her arm stopped her. Sylvia turned to look at the beautiful Latina. "It's all right, Sylvia." Maria took her hand and began gently stroking it, leaning forward to whisper in Sylvia's ear. "We all do vip lounge that, babe. It doesn't mean anything." Sylvia blushed even harder, but felt relieved at the vip same time. She turned and watched as Alex snapped pictures vip of Donna and Kim showing vip off vip in their teacher and lab vipcrew-technician lounge outfits. Donna was using vip her vip lounge stick to point out various interesting parts of crew Kim's anatomy while both girls vip put on naughty here expressions for crew the camera vip.
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