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The two girls decided that going to the party was a good idea. It would be a great tension reliever, and there would be plenty of booze and music there. Neither girl drank to excess, but it was always fun to let loose at the parties.

Julie suggested they rummage through her closet for something to wear. Both girls were built identically, so they often swapped and wore each other's clothing. Ashley was inside the closet when the phone rang. Thinking nothing of it, Julie picked up the phone. Her heart jumped into her throat when she heard the voice on the other end.

"Very nice Julie. You never cease to amaze me." Mark did his best to conceal his voice and his excitement. He was watching. When he saw Ashley climb through the window, he quickly grabbed his video camera. He filmed the entire scene, while stroking his cock through his jeans. "Are you going to the party tonight?"

Julie hesitated. She wasn't so sure if she really wanted to go now, or not. "Uh, I'm not sure."

Ashley turned to face Julie, inquiring who was on the phone. Julie silently mouthed, 'the blackmailer', while she listened to him talk. Ashley's face suddenly went pale, wondering what was being said.

Mark convinced Julie that she should go. "I think you should go. You don't want those pictures going around the party, do you?"

"No," Julie nervously replied.

"Good. It's eight o'clock now. Be there by nine. If you're late, the pictures start coming out." Mark did his best to sound threatening, even though he had no intent of showing those pictures to anybody.

"Okay," Julie meekly agreed.

"Good. Let me talk to Ashley."

Julie handed the phone to Ashley. Ashley looked at her quizzically, "What?"

"He wants to talk to you."

Ashley grabbed the phone, her hands shaking, "Hello?"

Mark was now going to trap Ashley in the same snare as Julie. "Ashley! You've been very bad. You lied to Julie, didn't you? You told her that I ordered you two to have sex together, didn't you?"

Ashley's face became ghost white, "H-h-how'd you …"

Mark cut her off, "Ashley! Don't question me; just answer my question! Did you lie to Julie?"

"Yes," Ashley whispered, unable to breathe.

"Well here's the deal! For your sin, you will now be submitted to the same treatment as Julie. I have video footage of the two of you. There is a sample clip already sent to your email, if you don't believe me. This video will be shown to everyone I know, and everyone you know, including your parents, and your brother in college. I'll spare Julie the embarrassment by digitally smearing her face, but leave yours intact. You should not have lied on my behalf. You will go with Julie to the party. The two of you will dress in the shortest skirts you can find. You will both wear white blouses. No bras. No panties. The blouses will not be buttoned, but rather tied in a knot. When you get to the party, the two of you will dance with every guy that's there, regardless of who it is. Every time someone offers you a drink, you will gladly accept it, and you will drink it all, immediately. Any failure to do so will result in your disclosure, and it will happen in the middle of the party, with everyone present. Future instructions will be made available to you when you get to the party." Mark hung up the phone with a thud, laughing the entire time.

Ashley turned to see Julie pulling on a pair of tight fitting jeans, getting ready for the party. Julie asked what he said, knowing that they had little time to get to the party. Ashley didn't confess her sins, but told Julie on how the blackmailer instructed them to dress. "Damn," Julie screamed. "He told me we had to be there before nine! We don't have any time!" Julie threw a black mini skirt at Ashley, along with a sheer, white blouse. "Here," she gasped as she grabbed a denim mini skirt, and a similar, white cotton blouse. "Hurry," Julie panted, as she shucked out of her tight denims. Both girls were dressed as instructed, in very short time. Julie eyed Ashley, as Ashley did likewise. Both girls realized that the blouse Ashley had on was way too revealing! The two hurriedly pushed hangers aside, looking for a different white blouse. They finally found one, buried in the back of the closet; however, precious time had elapsed.

The next problem that presented them was how they were going to get out of the house, dressed as they were! Her mom would freak, and her dad would forbid it. Julie, thinking quickly, grabbed two sets of cheerleading warm-ups, throwing one to Ashley. "Here. Put this on, till we get past my parents. Let's go! Don't say anything!" The two girls bounded past the living room. Julie informed her parents, she was going with Ashley, and would check in later. She didn't wait for their approval, as she closed the door behind her. Julie knew that if she even looked at her parents, they would know she was lying. They always did!

Jason's house was only four blocks away, and it made no sense to drive there, especially if they'd been drinking. As soon as the girl's were out of sight of Julie's house, they tore away their cheerleading sweats, dropping them off on Ashley's porch, which was on the way.