Girl talk

The four girls lay together on one bed, naked and draped over and around each other as they basked in the afterglow.

"You know," Heather said dreamily, her head pillowed on Taylor's smooth belly, "I always thought Ash was gonna make captain this year."

"I tried," Hannah said. "But half the time the brat was off getting railed by the quarterback."

"Was not," Ashley protested. "Brandon's busy too. He's always practicing, or studying with Zack and Lee."

"Hm," Heather said. Lee was a stocky black student who played center, so Brandon lined up right behind him to take the ball each play. She smiled to herself. Lee had a nice ass. She wondered if Brandon noticed, or if his eyes were always on the ball.

"Or getting ready for a date, or obsessing about the last one," Hannah continued.

"Not true," Ashley insisted.

Hannah laughed. "Well, true, I do remember you like to hang around with the other cheerleaders after practice."

Heather raised her eyebrows. "Oh?" she said. When Heather was done, she wrapped up practice, got a shower, and headed home or to the library.

Hannah said, "Yes, Ash. If I remember right, you managed to hook up with Sue and Brenna a few times, and you were Bonnie's first girl."

"Grrrrargh," Ashley said. "Yes. Everything you told me to do worked just like you said."

Taylor rolled her head and shoulders, stretching lazily. She stroked Heather's hair. "So Ash," Taylor said in her throaty voice. "Where did you learn your secret weapon?"

Ashley and Hannah both cleared their throats.

Heather jumped in. "And you used it on Hannah?" In the last hour, Heather's estimation of Ashley had been radically revised from "boyfriend-obsessed bubblehead" to...she didn't even know the right word. Kinky lesbian nympho secret agent?

Ashley giggled. "Yup," she said. "So..."