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Chapter 9 by c1ph4r c1ph4r

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Erica banks on North Carolina rebounding to victory.

Originally posted to Writing.com - Erica's Great Adventure; ID#1120914 on 06-06-11 - 2:08pm

After considering Cam's offer, Erica decided that she wouldn't give up at the halfway point of the game. Tom had claimed that North Carolina had been undefeated, so she would put her faith in their abilities to come back and take the lead in the game. Besides, it would be too humiliating to strip naked in front of Alicia's brother. "No, thank you, Cam. I'm happy to let the game play out."

Erica unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall from her shoulders to the floor. Underneath, she was wearing a modest white bra that completely covered her breasts. Nevertheless, she felt quite exposed to these two ogling men. At least Tom seemed to like what he was seeing.

"Hurry up, Erica," Cam chastised her. "Before halftime is over."

"All right, all right," she replied. Without further ado, Erica slipped her fingers into the waistband of her slacks, and pushed them to the ground. Her underpants were also white and modest. Her fuzzy pink socks weren't covering up anything embarrassing, so Erica decided to leave them on. Now fulfilling the terms of the bet in terms of her attire, she picked up the pom poms to perform the cheer.

Pushing aside her embarrassment, Erica stared directly at a spot on the wall in the back of the room and started impersonating the cheerleaders she remembered from her high school days. Cam and Tom laughed uproariously from their seats. When she had finished performing, they gave her a standing ovation.

"Well done," Tom complimented her. "I can't wait to see what happens the rest of the game."

Flushed from jumping around, Erica put her clothes in a pile by the TV, and settled back onto the couch close to Cam, grabbing one of the cushions and placing it strategically across her lap, to regain a smidgen of modesty. She lamented that it was Cam that she had to share a seat with on the sofa and that Tom was still sitting alone in his La-Z-Boy.

Soon enough, halftime was over and the game resumed.

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