Buffy

Buffy stood just outside the basement door, dressed in skintight spandex bike shorts and a matching sports bra. "Hey, Xander."

"Hey, Buff. How's my favorite slut today?"

"Ah, Xand you say that to all the girls," she blushed.

"Maybe."

"You want to come down and see how the girls are doing?"

"Sure."

Xander headed down to the basement and watched the SITs training. As one the reached out and grabbed the poles on their indivual platforms, that Xander had built for them, and thrust their crotches against it. As they stepped away, they went down to their haunches spreding their legs wide rubbing their hands up the inside of their thighs up their bellies to their tits.

"I think they've got dancing down," Buffy said proudly. "And their ready to add stripping to their routines."

"Yeah, Buffy you've done a great job with these Sluts-in-Training."