Miss. Testone reminded Renee of the test tomorrow.

"No I'm sorry Renee but I can't let you out of practice tonight, even with the test tomorrow. We have state championships in a few weeks and I really need your help as the team captain in order to get all the girls up to form on the tumbles. Look, practice is till six and maybe if you find someone to tutor you after that I'll take all your extra activities into account and I'll go easy on your test when I'm marking." Miss Testone persuaded Renee.

"All right then. I'll be at training," Renee said dejectedly before she exited the classroom.

With Renee gone Miss Testone turned her attention to John as she started rubbing the chalk from the board, "I trust you'll have no problem with the test tomorrow, John. Shall I just give you your A now?"

"I'll just wait and see how I do tomorrow, thanks Miss Testone," John chuckled.

When enough blood had finally gone from his erection, John gathered his things together and quickly headed out the door before any more banter from Miss. Testone set it off again. He stepped foot outside the classroom when Renee sprung from her hiding spot beside the door.

"John, just the person I was waiting for!" she said.

"Hey Renee. What can I do for you?", John asked... once again taking in her incredibly sexy cheerleader uniform.

"As you know, we have a test tomorrow and I haven't a clue what it's about. So what I was thinking of... if it's all right with you... is I could come around your place after I finished practice and you could teach me everything I need to know." Renee suggested.

There is no way in the world John could have turned her down. However, he thought he had better be quick before not even a notebook would cover the swelling in his shorts.

"Sure Renee. I'll see you around seven then? You know where my place is, right? Yes. Good. Right, well I'll see you then. Gotta go now." With that John rushed off to his locker where no one would see his hard-on while he faced the wall.

John was extremely excited, and turned on at the thought of having Renee in his home... the rest of the school day flew by. He raced home and tidied his room to make it look as spotless as possible. He arranged all the class notes for which the test would cover and as seven drew near he showered, making sure to put a bit of his Dad's cologne on. John waited patiently for Renee's knock on the door and sure enough, dead on seven it came.