Susie tries a trick

Susie bit her lip and whimpered as a pair of tall blondes from the volleyball team ran their hands over her slender, nubile, bra-and-panty clad form, giggling, whispering and teasing her skin with soft warm kisses that sent a tingle down her spine. She'd always had her suspicions about that volleyball team. They always insisted on showering together, which seemed a little questionable to her.

"Monique," she managed to squeak. "Could you... uh... ah! That tickles! Can you jiggle this latch a little?"

"Why?"

"It's... eek! Too tight?"

"So what?"

"It's making it... uh... harder for me to lez out properly?"

"Oh, all right. But this better not be a trick." Monique walked over to Susie, shoving the bit-titted goth girl out of the way, and took hold of the pillory that kept the stripped-down damsel locked in place. She gave the structure an experimental jiggle. "Is that enough?"

"It... ooh!" The goth still had a hold on her tits. "Not quite, but if you... there you go!"

One more shake, and the latch had popped open, freeing Susie from her bondage. Quickly, before anyone could react, she sprang forward, out of the grip of the volleyball girls. Monique tried to catch her, but the surprisingly supple young woman was one step ahead, her pigtails flying free of the cheerleader's fingers as she sprang across the ground towards Bonnie.

"Hey, Hank," she shouted. "Look over there! It's, uh... that actress you really like, and she's got no clothes on!"

"Grace Kelly circa 1955? Wow!" Hank spun around in a circle, looking at a booth on the other side of the avenue from the kissing corner, where the actress Grace Kelly circa 1955 was suspended nude in a large bell jar, covered in strawberry jam and not looking very happy about it. "Hey, you weren't lying!"

"I... wasn't? Wait, how is that... okay, don't worry about it." Susie sprung Bonnie free from the pillory with one smooth karate chop to the latch, much to the annoyance of Anne-Marie, who was closing in on the two girls. Along with the rest of the cheer team. She glanced left, then right, noticing that they were surrounded. And still in their underwear, of course.

"Bonnie! We have to get away!"

"You think?"