Cheryl sat impatiently on the couch, droning out the usual lecture by listening to Britney in her head. Barbara was thirty-four, trying to be twenty again with her earth brown mini skirt, matching vest and tan blouse underneath. Her once dirty brown hair gone blonde in a shorty pageboy cut that did not go with the bony cheeks and thin slip of a mouth.
".. and God knows how you maintain any kind of decent average ... " Cheryl almost lost it. Mom was too into her commission to realize the favors that her precocious daughter were trading to keep from flunking out of school. "How long is she gonna be? " the girl moaned inside. "Mike and Bradley are waiting at 'The Hot Rod. ' the show's at nine. "
" ...You understand that your father and I only want what's best for you? " Cheryl nodded as if she cared what her step-dad, more interested in the show that his sexy little girl put on when mommy wasn't around than her grades, thought. "I sure do, can I go upstairs now? " she chirped, stopping from tugging at the simple knee high sundress she wore for this farce.
"I know there's a good girl in you, somewhere. " Barbara said to her back as Cheryl ran upstairs. She let loose a giggle at this, closing the door and pulling out the saucy outfit which had lead to so many adventures over the past several days. This was what would win prize money, her brother had promised.
She enjoyed the sexy sensation of shimmying down the tree outside her window as mom got into her usual three evening cocktails. Aside from the monthly lectures, Barbara generally let her kids do their own thing, so Cheryl was free to slip away off to the strip club. The place was jumpin, an old rough wood building with a glaring blue n red neon sign of a top heavy girl riding a blatantly phallic bike. Waiting by some trees across the gravel road, Mike and Bradley saw her coming.
"You're late. " Mike scolded. "I should post these cum pictures at school and burn the tickets. Now get inside and prove what a nasty Ho you really are. "
Cheryl felt very shy, crossing the lot as burly dirty bikers whistled and applauded the youngster as she exposed her bare twat for them with every move. As she got to the front door, the mountain sized bouncer looked her up n down in obvious appreciation. "What can I do for you, little girl? " he asked.
"I'm here for the talent show. " she answered bravely, hands on hips which raised her skirt up to give him a freebie. "You don't look that old. " the balding but bearded door man told her with a sneer. Cheryl moved her hands to beneath her big tits, lifting them up while showing off her erect nipples. "But am I big enough? " she demanded teasingly.
The door man, impressed by her body and her cheekiness, laughed out loud, stepping aside to let the spunky school girl past. "The dressing room are off the kitchen, just sign in with Gertie. She'll give you a number and the show starts in fifteen minutes. "
As Cheryl entered the rather rank smoky bar ...
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