Cutting Loose

“I can not believe that we need to stay in this dump tonight,” Olena complained, spinning around on her heels.

Marching away from her parents, the white-haired teen walked briskly through the lobby. Not the most comfortable person in high heels, Veronica stumbled to keep pace with her friend. She almost stumbled twice by the time they reached the ballroom again.

“At least your parents already had a room. Mine are scrambling to find one,” Veronica whined. “I don’t know where we’re going to stay.”

“And is that my fault? No, it is not. It doesn’t take a genius-level IQ to have the foresight to reserve a room in case of a circumstance such as this one. Especially if one has a brain and checks the weather report.”

“No, no, I wasn’t blaming you!”

"Argh! Now, I have to spend more time around these people tonight, and I expect in the morning," Olena continued her complaints.

The white-haired heiress watched with disdain as "Footloose" by Kenny Loggins sent many of her classmates into a frenzy of fun. A headshake and frown followed as she witnessed Yumi kick off her heels, sending them high into the air. Kizzy and YoYo didn't hesitate to copy the older cheerleader as the move spread through both cheer squads. With Delilah and Ariel mimicking the move, Jasmine convinced Bianca to do the same. The remaining active Sugarbee, Yelena, refused after seeing Caterina follow suit. However, dancing without high heels caught on with ex-cheerleaders and former dancers.

Annoyance crossed Olena’s face as she realized that Iona had kicked off her shoes simultaneously with Yumi. Abby Pharr joined her soccer teammate, along with London and Marcie from tennis. Olena’s frown curved further as Claudia led the volleyball team in cutting loose. With so many attractive girls dancing like maniacs, guys flocked to join them.

With Olena’s head shake and annoyed expression, Veronica sought to find something that might stave off a potential explosion. Several ideas passed through her mind before they were discarded.

“At least you get to watch Lacey’s matchmaking fail.”

“True. My operatives appear to have done well. What’s the latest count?”

“With Ms. Blick dancing suggestively with that college student, I believe we are up to five successful operations,” Veronica responded, checking her phone.

The sidekick also ignored the urge to point out that roughly half of Olena's "operatives" had been **** into working for her because of ****. Very few of their current or former classmates were willing to merely trade favors with Olena. Alfie Fewings was one of the few, and even he expected Olena to pay for part of his equipment. Olena didn't breed much loyalty, so she paid money or created pressure on those who served her.

“Lacey’s failure with Ms. Blick and Austin’s uncle may matter less after her breakup,” Olena conjectured.

“It still might. Lacey’s been pressing Ms. Blick in class about her social life for the last couple of months. She really seems invested in helping her,” Veronica insisted.

“Yet, Lacey’s diminished stake in Austin’s uncle does matter. Also, I’d hardly consider the disruption of Hillary Swift and Reilly McCracken to be a successful operation. Ramsey’s mother is preoccupied by the election developments, and you said the woman that Reilly is latched onto works for Lacey’s mother.”

“Um, yes, the brunette is Mrs. Stratton’s school secretary,” Veronica admitted. “But Lacey was attempting to set her up with Mr. Colcord.”

“And where is Cash Colcord right now?” Olena challenged over the baseball coach’s whereabouts. Olena’s plan had been to switch the womanizing coach and substitute teacher over to Ramsey’s mom as a further tactic to destabilize Whitney’s circle of friends. Veronica reluctantly shrugged her shoulders. “And one could easily surmise that Lacey will be pleased that her mother’s cousin ends up with her mother’s secretary, wouldn’t they?”

“Um, right. Well, at least Aubrey won’t end up with Penn Wexler,” the sidekick pointed out. “We can be sure that Archer will keep her busy for the rest of the night.”

“Primarily due to Aubrey's physical similarities to Beyza. So it appears that our operatives haven’t performed as well as you initially declared.”

Cut loose
Footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Ooh-wee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, Milo
Come on, come on, let's go
Lose your blues
Everybody cut footloose

Veronica missed how Olena had changed from referring to the operatives as hers to theirs. The raven-haired teen had started swaying to the music while mouthing the lyrics. The part of her that yearned to join in with her classmates and have fun for once had bubbled to the surface.

“Knock it off, Veronica!” Olena hissed, appalled at her friend. “Or I’ll have you shipped off to some hick town that forbids dancing.”

“Sorry! Maybe we can check in on Alfie’s project?” Veronica suggested, hoping to distract from her flub. “That might make up for staying here overnight.”

“Shall we go to one of those adult bookstores or a strip club? Or should we order a pornographic film in my hotel room? You know I have zero interest in watching a sex show, Ronnie!” the white-haired girl snapped.

“I-I didn’t m-mean it like that,” Veronica stammered. “I meant that we might want to see how the leverage on Beyza might be progressing.”

“Alfie either succeeds or fails. I care only for the outcome, not a progress report,” Olena stated. “Although, I think having a backup plan might be worthwhile. Who was the girl that Sean Tarver dumped Beyza over?”

“Um, Beyza broke up with Sean,” Veronica clarified cautiously.

“Yes, I know that, but you said it was over another girl.”

"What I heard was that Beyza felt Sean liked another girl and wasn't fully into their relationship."

"Who's the girl?"

“Uh, I don’t know,” Veronica admitted, earning a glare.

“Well, find out!” Olena ordered. “Also, learn what type of girl that Tarver likes. Hair color, body type, personality, those things. I think the closer he gets to Whitney, the more I want him seduced by someone working for me.”

“I’m on it! I’ll check with the usual sources…and find more,” Veronica added hastily.

“Of course,” Olena sighed, catching sight of three newly arrived classmates, who were wholly underdressed for the ball. “Lowbrow events also bring out the party-crashers.”

---

After scrambling to find and pick up the pair of light pink heels, Wilbur Winkie wiped his brow with the back of his bandaged hand. Then, gulping for air several times, the football team’s kicker and punter closed his eyes. Similar to how he visualized making a field goal, Will saw himself handing over the shoes to his crush and finally asking her to dance.

Feeling the eyes of Kessler and Milner on him, Will didn’t glance over at his friends. Telling himself that he could do this, the blond-haired teen focused on every single step. Now was not the time to live up to his reputation as a klutz. No, he couldn’t screw up this moment.

Nearing a large group of girls, Winkie caught the attention of several who weren’t looking around for their tossed shoes. Roxie put two and two together first, bringing her hand up to her mouth. Kaitlin reacted by swinging her arm out, knocking her younger sister backward. That action alerted a gaggle of sophomores, sending them into a fit of giggles. Even Cat’s scowl dropped for a brief moment as a thin smile formed.

Yumi failed to follow Harley's motions to turn around, so Delilah eventually told the teen to do so. With a face showcasing how much fun she'd had for the night, Yumi spun around. Immediately, her expression turned to curiosity, then confusion, as she saw Winkie holding her shoes.

“Um, I, uh, found your shoes,” Wilbur stammered.

“You found them?” Yumi responded with a question.

“Uh, yeah, you kicked them off, and they went in two different directions. I, um, thought you might want them back, so that, um, you and…to dance, you know.”

“Dancing in my bare feet is fun! But thanks, Will. You’re the sweetest,” Yumi beamed. Suddenly, her face scrunched up in confusion. “Did you only find my shoes? What about everyone else’s?”

Kaitlin palmed her face as Yumi failed to recognize once again that Winkie had a crush on her. Shaking her head, Cat appeared ready to step forward and finally break the bubble surrounding her innocent friend. Only Harley stepped in front to block her while Kizzy shot forward.

“We also have boys finding our shoes for us, Yums. Winkie just came over first as he wanted to ask you a question.”

“Yes?” Yumi inquired with a kind, friendly expression that Will found beautiful.

“Yo, Winkwart, where’s Austin?” a new voice questioned.

All eyes turned to find Oscar Vargas coming to a stop. Behind him were Heath Farmer and Toby Lamb, the two-thirds of The Brawny Boys who hadn’t attended the ball.

“Wha?” Will responded, turning away from the love of his life.

“Where’s Austin? Did you break an eardrum this time?” Oscar asked sarcastically as he scanned the ballroom for his close friend.

Behind him, Toby snickered.

“Oscar, look!” Heath roared, jabbing a thick finger out.

Everyone followed his pointing finger, which led them to the sight of Aurora dancing with Kieran. Besides serving as three-fifths of Austin's offensive line, the trio of brutes also followed his orders off the field, especially when it came to keeping an eye on his sister. As the most fanatical in his loyalty to his quarterback, Heath didn't wait as usual for Oscar to issue an order. Instead, the team's center started marching toward Rory and her dance partner.

Oscar did a double-take before rushing off. As the team’s starting running back, his speed and agility led him to overtake the lumbering lineman. However, an even more graceful and athletic teen dashed past him before turning to block all three of Austin’s loyal friends.

“Stop!” Delilah ordered, spinning around to hold out a hand that nearly smacked Oscar’s ducking head.

Despite wearing a long mustard-colored dress, the high slit allowed the Sugarbee to thrust a leg out to stop Heath from going around her. The move bought time for Cat and Yumi to race over and join her. Kaitlin followed a few seconds later after ordering Roxie to keep the Babybees back. They were supposed to keep the rest of the night drama-free for Peyton’s sake.

“Don’t even think about it, Farmer,” Delilah warned Heath.

“Out of the way, Lilah,” Oscar ordered.

While Oscar didn’t want to look weak in letting a dancer push him around, he also had crushes on Jasmine and Roxanne. So pissing off the one girl friendly with both squads might kill his chances with both girls.

“Try it. Just try it,” Caterina said to the glaring Heath.

“You Neanderthals aren’t going to ruin Rory’s night, got that?” Delilah stated.

“More like cavemen,” Cat added.

“Um, Cat, they’re the same thing,” Yumi whispered into the bottle blonde’s ear.

“Where’s Auss? Why isn’t he stopping this?” Oscar demanded to know.

“It’s none of his business. That’s why. In fact, Aunt–”

“What did that slut do to Auss?!” Heath roared.

“--Miranda is happy that Rory—What did you say?” Delilah screeched.

“Yums, I need a glass of ice water,” Caterina said.

“Why did the farmer say that word?” Yumi queried.

“I need ice water,” Cat stressed.

“Yes, it is still warm in here. Oh, no! Did you get food poisoning like Jesse, too?”

“Ice water,” Cat hissed, sending Yumi scurrying off to get some.

With their innocent friend gone, Cat gave Heath a hard shove that barely caused him to nudge. Katie had meant to join her BFF in the move, but Weston Parker, seemingly teleporting in from out of nowhere to assume his usual position on Heath’s left side, threw the cheerleader off. However, with the one Brawny Boy who had been in attendance for the ball standing in front of her, Kaitlin changed her tactics.

“If you wanna know why Austin ran off to sulk somewhere, how about asking Weston,” the brunette suggested. “That’s if you haven’t already seen Austin’s lies getting exposed on Nosy Nectar.”

“I don’t know anything about Nosy Nectar, but I do know that your boyfriend made a very convincing point at Milner’s party. Palmer said Austin dumped Lacey because she turned slut like her big sis,” Oscar revealed.

“What?!” Delilah squealed.

“How dare you?” Cat growled.

“Palmer is not my boyfriend. I dumped that bastard for no-showing tonight,” Kaitlin declared.

“Does he know that?” Toby snickered.

“As if they won’t be back together in a day or two,” Heath added, based on past experiences.

“I wanna know where Austin is at? Oh, where’s the bitch as well?” Oscar continued.

“Don’t you mean the cheating slut,” Heath corrected.

“That’s it! You are so dead,” Kaitlin announced, waving over the lineman’s shoulder at Roxie to release the Babybees.

“Why kill Heath? He’s living a worthless, pointless life already,” Bianca stated, walking up with Yelena and Ariel. The youngest dancer had raced over to find her captain when Roxie held back the sophomores. “And you nitwits have it all wrong if you think Lacey played slut behind Austin’s back.”

“What? Why are defending that bitch? You hate her,” Oscar replied as all Toby’s and Heath’s jaws dropped. Weston shifted uncomfortably as he realized his friends didn’t know about Bianca’s shredding of Austin’s dignity.

“Yes, I do have my rivalry with Lacey. However, Austin is a lying dumbass. He made a fool of himself by attempting to take credit for Sean saving Whitney’s life. That’s about as low as one can go,” Bianca proclaimed.

“Huh? I don’t understand,” Toby muttered.

“Yeah, you want Auss,” Heath insisted.

Weston shook his head and hand at his two closest friends.

“Want? Hahaha,” Bianca cackled, throwing her head back.

“Ooh, is Bianca playacting a witch?” Yumi asked, coming over double-fisting glasses of ice water. “Is your tummy aching like Jeese’s?”

“No,” Cat responded, taking one of the ice waters. Then, she proceeded to fling its contents at Oscar.

“Aiyee!”

“Cat!”

“Did you just scream like a little girl?” Kaitlin snickered at Oscar, ignoring Yumi’s cry.

“Oscar’s feeling hot and sick. His body temperature needs cooling down.”

“Oh, no! You missed his face,” Yumi cried, making sure her ice water splashed onto the running back’s face.

“The hell? Stupid bitches!” Oscar roared. He started to step forward toward Caterina and Yumi in a menacing manner before Kessler stepped around the two cheerleaders to shove his teammate. Staggering, Oscar dropped down to a knee.

“Actually, Oscar’s not feeling warm. I told a white lie. He’s actually being mean to Rory and Lacey,” Cat revealed.

“I’m sorry about the water,” Yumi apologized, peering around Kessler. Then, thinking over the last part that Caterina said, she added, “But, you also kinda deserved it.”

“And you deserve this,” Heath stated, grabbing Yumi’s wrist.

Immediately, Caterina kicked the center square in the balls, Kessler reached around Yumi to shove Heath’s face, and Winkie issued a hard kick to his knee. The combination caused the large teen to fall to the floor. Thinking quickly, Kaitlin yanked Yumi away from the falling Heath.

Seeking to use this moment to finally play matchmaker for Yumi and Winkie, Kaitlin was thwarted when Toby punched the kicker in the shoulder. It wasn’t the fiercest blow, yet it did its damage as Will landed on his bandaged and stitched hand.

A pained howl caused a minor commotion as the Babybees and their friends arrived to form a protective circle around Yumi’s protector.

“You weren’t invited, so you’re not welcome here,” Zoey declared, hoping to take charge of the situation before Peyton noticed.

“Yeah, go book a room if you want to stay,” Beatrice suggested.

“And get out of the ballroom!” Kizzy finished with her own recommendation.

For once in his life, Weston took the lead as he motioned for his friends to walk away. Having witnessed the full slate of scenes during the charity ball, he knew the climate wasn’t great for another one. Still, Milner tossing a drink at the departing Toby’s back didn’t help his effort.

“For fuck’s sake, people! We’re supposed to behave and not cause any drama for the rest of the night. What’s wrong with you?” Katie challenged.

“That’s why you shouldn’t fib, Cat,” Yumi reminded, placing her hands on her hips.

“This was none of your business, asshole,” Caterina told her ex-boyfriend while ignoring Yumi’s short scolding.

“You’re welcome, bitch,” Kessler replied, tugging Winkie up to his feet.

With his friend still in pain, he attempted to motion for several of the younger football players to help. However, Howie and Chet ended up getting shooed away as the Babybees took charge.

“We have experience as caregivers tonight,” Beatrice stated before the younger girls moved like a well-oiled machine to set Will up at a table and provide their care.

---

The athletic teen slammed his above-average cock deep and hard into the older woman’s clinging pussy repeatedly. Grinning with the arrogance of youth, he exaggerated her snorts and sighs as loud, lewd moans in his mind. Smiling as he looked down at her naked body beneath him, the teen felt a surge of lust rush through his dick as he fucked the first of what he expected to be many women in the future. The feel of her smooth legs locked tightly around his waist, her heeled feet bouncing on his ass as he repeatedly drove his cock in and out, brought visions of familiar faces and desired bodies to his brain. The face before him transformed into the gorgeous faces of many of his classmates, their older sisters, their mothers, and even his teachers. Each wore a contorted mask of utter pleasure as he gave them the fucking of their lives.

Austin Rusk was a free man. No longer chained to the ball called Lacey, he’d take advantage of his new freedom and run wild. That’s what heroes such as himself deserved.

"Is that all you got? I thought you wanted to fuck me?" the platinum blonde asked harshly. She emphasized her disappointment by running her nails down his back painfully.

Cringing in pain, Austin felt a shiver run down his spine. Fucking one of his mother’s old high school friends should be an early pinnacle of his sexual prowess. A young buck such as himself should be wearing out the cougar. Instead, Kimberly Goose proved an even sterner taskmaster than his football coaches.

“Harder! Faster! Give it to me. Stop being a pussy. Take this pussy,” Kimberly ordered.

Redoubling his efforts, Austin pulled almost entirely out of her tight, demanding pussy before slamming hard into Kimberly. After dating such a sweet girl, Austin didn't understand how Ms. Goose wasn't yet satisfied. He plowed and pummeled hard enough that once or twice the bed moved as it creaked loudly from the intense fucking.

CREAK CREAK CREAK

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

“Fuck! You close yet?” Austin moaned.

“I’m not little Lacey. “ Rather than looking into eyes blazing with lust, Austin found mainly boredom in Kimberly’s gray orbs. “Fuck me as if your life depended on it. Fuck me!”

Ratcheting up to a speed that he’d never reached with Lacey, Austin pounded the cougar with his cock as if he were trying to nail her down to the bed. Ramming his cock into her repeatedly like a pile driver, Austin’s gaze admired those still firm and perky B-cups that shifted around on her chest. Pulling out a move from his playbook, Austin’s hand reached up to caress a soft, smooth leg as it was wrapped around him. It was a touch that Lacey appreciated, but one glance at Kimberly’s scowl told him that sort of affection wasn’t respected by the older blonde.

Opting to try a different position that he felt would be better for jackhammering into her pussy, Austin reached up to raise Kimberly’s legs to his shoulders. However, he swiftly met resistance as her strong legs locked even more tightly behind his back.

“Nuh-uh,” Kimberly sounded. “You haven’t earned that position yet.”

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

“Oh, for fuck’s sake! Either answer it or turn it off,” Kimberly commanded. Reaching over to the nightstand, she picked up Austin’s phone and threw it at his chest. “I’m sick of that buzzkill.”

Acting as if the phone slamming into his chest didn’t sting like a bitch, Austin scrambled to pick the phone off of Ms. Goose’s stomach. Immediately, he spotted a shit-load of messages. Scrolling through the most recent, he didn’t realize that the older woman watched as his face ran through a gamut of expressions.

“Well?”

“Um, it’s some of my friends.”

“No shit,” the gray-eyed blonde responded, rolling her eyes. “What’s so goddamn important? Did Johnny knock up Mary Sue?”

“What? Oh, uh, no, it’s just that a few of my friends just arrived. They were at a different party.”

"Friends, you say? Hmm, any of them experienced with their fucksticks?"

“Huh?”

“Are any of them studs, or are they all virgins?”

“My friends are not virgins,” Austin stated, getting annoyed by how Kimberly treated him. Sure, he might be lying slightly, but she didn’t need to know that.

“Then invite them up.”

“Huh?” Austin sounded, his eyes widening.

“Why not? The more the merrier,” Kimberly declared with a mischievous smirk.