Once a cheerleader, now a stripper...!

"Our Dawn is a little shy..." the DJ observed, "Let's try and make her feel comfortable!" The crowd cheered encouragement, and the nervous coed allowed herself a small smile.

"Come on, blondie!" one of Dickson's goons called from the front row. "Let's see them titties!"

Just then a popular new dance song came on over the speakers. Dawn's eyes opened wide in recognition; it was the very song the girls on the cheer squad used to pump themselves up just before gametime. Either someone knew exactly the song to inspire her or it was a wonderful coincidence, but at that moment, Dawn felt like she now belonged on that stage.

Dawn shot a mischeivous smile down at the black men seated in front of her, taking a few high steps to the stage in front of the pole, hands still covering her breasts. She stood with feet shoulder-width apart, hips rocking slightly side to side, before she started a slow circular grind. Then, blue eyes flashing, the busty coed thrust her fists in the air above her head, allowing all in attendance to marvel at her large, firm yet natural breasts.

The crowd roared in approval, and even Ronald Dickson applauded in appreciation. Dawn launched into her cheer choreography in time with the pounding drum beat, a demanding but arousing performance displaying considerable athletic skill as her breasts bounced and jiggled freely. At the end of the song she acknowledged the crowd with a confident wave, a deep breath and an inspiring "Go State!"