Food first.

“I’m up for some food.” You try to make your hard-on less obvious.

Amy notices it anyway. “You look like you’re up for a lot of things. Don’t worry, we’ll get back to the other activities once we’re all fed. If you’re lucky we might find some activities for that cock before we’ve left the restaurant!”

The girls look through their clothes while you put yours back on. After you finish dressing you see that Ellen is still in her cheerleader uniform and rifling through her closet. Amy has put her peasant blouse and jeans back on. They show off her cleavage and round ass just as well as they did before.

“You know, I really like this pleated cheerleading skirt,” says Ellen as she moves toward her dresser. “I think I’ll keep it, but find a different shirt.” She opens a drawer and holds up a bright yellow t-shirt that matches her yellow knee socks and goes well her blue and yellow skirt. Then she pulls off her cheerleader sweater.

Any remaining thoughts of Amy drop out of your brain as you see Ellen without her shirt on. She may not have the biggest tits, but they’re probably the biggest that could possibly be that perky. Her beautiful blond hair falls over her shoulders and touches the tops of those magnificent tits. Your eyes almost water up as she covers herself with the t-shirt.

You lean in close to Amy and whisper, “I am not a safety cock.”

The redhead looks at you admiringly. She whispers back, “Hey, if you think you can get a permanent position with the lovely lady, go for it.”

“Ready!” Ellen flashes her stunning smile. Nobody would ever guess that she had been crying a couple minutes ago. The girls check the hallway for the R.A., then each takes one of your arms and the three of head out.