Rebecca agrees that you deserve some fun

You're in the shop classroom--your refuge when you want to be alone at school--waiting anxiously for the game to end.

I can't believe that happened! you keep saying to yourself as you replay recent events over and over again: Stepping onto the Spartan Chariot with Rachel, guiltily setting her up for public humiliation, and then watching her streak naked across the football field. You can't believe Rebecca's plan really worked ... and you also can't believe that now, finally, after all these years, you might just fuck Rebecca.

You check your watch. Game must almost be over by now, you think. You're so worked up, you almost don't head to your viewing station. Almost. Picking up your trusty 20x optical zoom high definition digital video camera, you set out.

As you have for the past four weeks since That Night, you slip into the boys' locker room, step into the unlocked coaches' office, enter one side of the utility closet, and exit through the other side right into the girls' locker room coaches' office. Peering through the window of the dark office, you have a perfect view of the cheerleaders after each game.

Your heart races, as always, as you hear the cheerleaders clamor into the locker room. You can't make out what they're saying, but you can tell they're laughing at Rachel, who looks mortified and despondent. You feel bad, of course, but you take some solace in remembering that it was Madison, ultimately, who stripped her in front of the school. As far as she knows, I'm 100% innocent, you remind yourself.

As for Madison, you make a point of focusing your attention on her today. As usual, she takes a steamy shower with her friend Jillian -- both gorgeous redheads, though only Madison's carpet matches the drapes.

You're surprised to see Ariel, the nerdy new cheerleader who recently transferred to your school, also step into the shower. You'd never paid too much attention to her before since she usually changed rather quickly and modestly. But you pay attention now! She's fit, with a solid ass, firm tummy, and perky, B-cup tits. She has long brown hair that clings wetly to her smooth body, and you chuckle to notice a rather unrestrained forest of pubic hair between her legs. You even think you notice Madison and Jillian looking her up and down, and you're almost certain Madison winks at Jillian with a sly smile.

Ariel had been a willing, even eager, participant in humiliating Rebecca on That Night, and you know her to be an oddball who is unusually open about sex. Now you also know her to be a tight-bodied hottie whose shower habits you've caught on tape.

One-by-one or in small groups, the cheerleaders slowly depart. Rachel was the first to leave; Rebecca is last. When the locker room is all but empty, she walks straight over to you and opens the locker room door.

"Well," she says. "You've gotten quite a show tonight." You smile broadly at her.

"I can't believe fucking Madison!" she says with exasperation. "I wanted to be the one to pull the prank. Bitch."

You definitely don't want Rebecca in a sour mood; and you do want her to think the plan was a success! "But the whole thing worked just like you planned," you say. "That's two times you've gotten the shiest girl on the squad naked in front of everyone." You wish you could take longer to savor the lurid memories of last time Rebecca humiliated Rachel. "And Madison's prank wouldn't have worked if I hadn't loosened the buttons on that fake toga," you remind her.

"Yeah, you're right," Rebecca smiles. She looks you up and down, her eyes pausing on your already semi-hard bulge. "And I know you're ready for your reward."

"What can I say?" You try to sound charming. "A deal's a deal!"

"So it is," Rebecca replies. "And I have another plan."