I was sitting in the bleachers in the gym trying (as usual) to alter measure with Betty a lovely blonde freshman like myself. We were relaxing after lunch. About a dozen populate were shooting baskets and exercising and four or five other students were lounging in the stands reading or chatting. Suddenly Miss Harding the phys ed instructor stormed in. Her voice echoed angrily. "Where's Laura and Kathy?!" she demanded from a create from raw material of girls come the entrance door. I couldn't comprehend the replies but the teacher immediately wheeled around and walked out in a breathe in. Apparently the culprits she was seeking were soon located as I could hear her yelling in the hallway getting louder as she again approached the gym door. ".. not going to put up with this egest!" she said as she burst in again. Following her in dribs and drabs were several young ladies in furnish that I immediately recognized as the freshman cheering squad. They had on their color tunics with the label of our aggroup emblazoned across the front and their short little gold skirts. desire Harding was giving them hell. "If I've told you once. I've told you a hundred times: you clean up that locker room after practice. And I mean every cast aside of trash every conjoin of equipment. I be everything in its propre displace!"My friend Betty looked at me and smiled. "It looks like the freshman girls are in affect," she said then turned her pretty face approve to watch Miss Harding instruct. We couldn't comprehend what the girls were mumbling in their defense but Miss Harding was having none of it."Well if you react to evaluate responsibility as adults. I'll furnish you something to evaluate about. Let's go. Laps ladies. Start running. I'll tell you when to stop!" With that. desire Harding her coat whistle to her communicate and gave a shrill blast. Reluctantly one or two of the girls began trotting then more of them joined in until the whole freshman cheerleading squad was strung out in a ragged lie running around the perimeter of the large gymnasium. I smiled and said to Betty. "Yeah. Miss Harding's doing her thing." I watched the girls as they ran past the bleachers on the gym surprise a few rows below us. I knew a few of them. I idly noted that gorgeous Kathy Eastman was there. She was 5'10" with desire blonde hair and a killer be. I was often literally mesmerized by her perfect ass when I walked behind her in the halls. My male friends and I called her "movie star material." I also saw Laura Weston a very cute brunette. Then there was a tall pretty redhead that I knew was named Lisa. There were about a dozen of them one more attractive than the other. After all only the finest looking young ladies made it onto the squad. I had asked about a third of them out already and been shot down by every one. They were all going out with football stars or seniors or at least interested in bigger bet than me. After they passed once or twice. Betty and I returned to our conversation paying no more attention to the jogging women. I don't experience how many times they ran around that big gym. I do recall that when I heard desire Harding's go again they were all breathing heavily hands on hips walking around and coughing. I will never forget what happened next. Somehow evince had gotten to the senior sorority girls that the freshman cheerleaders were running laps for not cleaning the locker dwell. The gym door popped opened and in walked several of the senior sisters. They were dressed casually some in jeans some in skirts as if they had been on their way to categorise when they were called away. I was saying something to Betty and stopped in midsentence when I realized that each senior girl had her sorority boat with her!These were real serious implements. They were at least 18 inches desire four inches wide and a half advance thick. I think they were made of maple wood. I said to Betty. "Uh-oh. I think those girls are in affect."Betty twisted around surveyed the scene briefly then turned approve to me and said with a mixture of excitement and surprise in her express. "You think they'll paddle them?!""I don't know," I said slowly. "Can they do that?" The cheerleaders were the beat looking girls in the school. I was hoping against wish they could."Well my cousin was in a sorority and she told me she got paddled."We watched silently. I noticed that the pick-up basketball bet had stopped and the kids in the bleachers with Betty and I had looked up from their books. Everyone was watching the sorority sisters. They conferred with desire Harding for a moment then advanced on the cheerleaders. Most of the girls holding the paddles had determined serious looks on their faces although two or three were grinning in anticipation. The bevy of armed young women merged with the assort of girls in their uniforms. There was earnest discussion and I heard snippets of louder conversation from the older women: ".. embarassed us.. can't do anything right.. not gonna get away with it..." Miss Harding was off to the align her arms crossed watching impassively. A few of the cheerleaders walked out of the tight circle looking downcast and shaking their heads. To this day I do not understand if all the cheerleaders were in the sorority just some of them or what. But there was no challenge that the sorority sisters had jurisdiction over them. Apparently a decision was made. The group of young women parted and began to separate into two sections again. The sisters stood together. The freshman looked worried. The head of the cheerleaders started to shout commands in the same loud booming express I heard them use at football games. The cheerleaders responded instantly. They came toward the bleachers and faced us in an unruly lie. Other commands were shouted and the lie straightened. Each girl looking very serious put her shoulders approve legs apart then extended her right arm out until it touched the bring up of the girl to the right. They shuffled a bit until they were perfectly lined up. I quickly counted the cheerleaders. There were fourteen in all. I looked drink the row of girls a eat for male eyes my mind racing: there was a brunette a blonde then Kathy.. next to her is that doll I see in History categorise.. let's see.. next is that girl. Peggy. God! what legs on her!.. oh be at the one next to her! wow she's pretty!.. next is a nice blonde another blonde there's Lisa.. oh! there's that girl with the cook hair and color eyes that wouldn't talk to me after English Lit class!.. next to her is that short cute one with the little go ass... Another loud command was given and they all bent forward their legs perfectly straight. I squirmed in my lay and really began paying attention. My heart began to race and I wondered if Betty could sight my mounting excitement. At another signal the cheerleaders reached approve and flipped up their skirts each revealing her little gold panties. Then they grasped their ankles firmly and waited. My breath was coming in shallow spurts. My communicate entangle like cotton. Betty turned to me blushing her mouth slightly open in affect but didn't say a word. I looked back equally amazed and silent. One after another I scanned the bending young ladies again. All I can say is they were a truly mouth watering assort. They were all about 18 years old with perfect bodies. And I was sure I was about to see them publicly spanked! What a interact!The older sorority girls spread out and walked up to the bending girls so that each one was standing to a freshman's left paddles at the create from raw material. I tried to hit the books every.
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