A proposal.

You also wonder what Ellen of all people could have possibly done to get herself nearly kicked out of school. It simply doesn’t sound like the type of situation that she’d get herself into. She’s too honest and principled. However, you have to admit that Ellen is awfully naive, and trusting. You wonder how exactly Stephanie helped her. But what the hell did they mean by “prize” anyway.

Feeling a bit more secure, you walk over to a small table with several chairs and sit down. Ellen and Amy stand at the shallow end of the pool, talking animatedly. Their identical black bikinis fit them like second skins, so form fitting in fact that the chill of the pool has caused both of the sexy coed’s nipples to stand erect and hard. You wonder why they bought matching suits. You survey the other girls swimming, splashing and laughing in the water, hoping to pick out Stephanie.

You can immediately eliminate two of the girls, as they’re both wearing swimming caps, and wearing form fitting Speedo type one piece suits in what you assume are school colors, dark blue with a wide yellow stripe down the side. The two of them pace each other, up and down the side of the pool, focused. Another girl with short, black hair and dark brown eyes glances at you and then climbs out of the pool, and over to a chair with a lime green towel draped over it. Shaking the water out of her hair, she pick up the towel, and pats her body dry. She’s pale with a curvaceous body. Her nipples stand at firm attention, poking against the bright red material of her bikini top.

Three other girls are formed in a semi circle, in chest deep water. They splash back and forth, laughing and making jokes. One of the trio looks as though she might be East Indian. She’s the color of coffee with a large spoonful of cream, and her raven black hair is pinned to the top of her head in a bun. Her ears are pieced in several places, and when she laughs you can see that her tongue is as well. She also is showing a nice amount of cleavage in her pastel yellow two piece.

A tall statuesque blonde with a thin attractive face and a small tattoo of a bat on her right shoulder reaches over to the other girl, a girl with chestnut brown hair with electric blue highlights and a round, slightly chubby face and pushes her head below the surface briefly before releasing her. “Later, Nancy. I gotta talk to my girl, Ellen.” she says as she falls forward in the clear water and paddle a few strokes over to Ellen and Amy.

You watch as the three of them talk, and look back and forth from each other and then to you as they talk. Ellen’s face is lined with concern., and you see Amy wag her finger in the air at the tall blonde that you assume is Stephanie. She seems unconcerned, and after looking you over with a hungry look in her eye, she nods at Ellen in some sort of agreement. You’re frustrated by the girls whispering, and have no idea what they might be discussing.

After a few more minutes, the three of them walk to the side of the pool, climb out and walk over to the table, and sit down. Ellen and Stephanie sit on either side of you, while Amy sits across the table. She smiles faintly, her green eyes vivid and sparkling in the sunlight filtering through the windows.

“Hi, I’m Stephanie.” The tall blonde says extending her hand. You reciprocate, and shake her hand. She's wearing a clingy one piece suit with an oval opening between her naval and just below her medium sized 34c sized breasts. It’s light blue with pink and yellow seahorses, starfish and dolphins in a repeating pattern. Ellen mouths the words “thank you” from behind Stephanie’s back.

“I know you’ve talked briefly to Ellen about our agreement, and I want to reassure you. You’re not really a prize. Your more of a find. “ She leaned back in her chair, and continued.

“I have an online business. It helps put me through school, and a few of the girls on campus have helped me out with it at various times. I throw some money their way usually, and nobody has to do anything they don’t want to. But I have to be discreet, and so do the people that help me.” Amy slides forward in her chair, and pats Ellen on the shoulder reassuringly.

“Why do you have to be discreet?”

Stephanie looked around the pool, four girls were still swimming and playing, not paying any attention to the four of them at the table. The brunette in the red suit was laying on her back on a lounge chair with her eyes closed. Looking back to you, Stephanie leaned towards you slightly.

“It’s for a porn site. Mostly the girls play with themselves with dildos and other toys, and that was enough for a while. Business was really good, but business has been dropping off, and I thought if I could convince a lucky guy to have sex with one of the girls that might bring back the customers. There’s not many guys going to Widley, and I don’t know any of them very well, so when I helped Ellen out of her little difficulty, and she asked how she might return the favor, I asked if she knew any good looking guys that she could trust. She mentioned you. “

“So you want me to be on camera, where anybody can see me. In a porn film?”

Stephanie nodded. “That’s right. But you don’t have to, of course. Ellen will just have to pay me back in some other way.” She smiled and looked back at Ellen, who made a feeble attempt to look happy and smile back.

“Before I agree, you have to tell me what exactly it was that almost got Ellen kicked out of school. Then depending on what you say, I’ll agree or not.” You reply as you glance at Ellen, who looks mortified, and then back to Stephanie.