Susie breaks the silence

Susie did her absolute best to hold back her laughter, even when the ghostly hands found the most sensitive spots on her inner thighs and the bottoms of her feet. She and Bonnie shook in silent laughter, feeling each other's cheeks flush with heat as the invisible fingers coursed over the smalls of their backs, the backs of their knees, the napes of their necks, stroking and teasing and tormenting. Their bras were unfastened and removed, leaving their naked nipples to brush up against each other in uncomfortable **** intimacy as their panties were wedgied up between their lovely buttocks, exposing more naked bottom flesh to pinch.

Still, she managed not to yelp. Until the fabric of her panties was nudged aside, and what felt like an extremely cold, wet, slimy, well-lubricated finger was inserted into her ass.

"EEEEK!" she cried, simultaneously with Bonnie, who'd received the same treatment.

Immediately, the hands vanished. There was a long, ominous silence, during which both girls had time to contemplate the magnitude of their mistake. Then, the door of the wardrobe swung open, revealing the grinning faces of of a dozen or so cheerleaders, leering in at the flustered and sweaty girls.

"They've lost their bras," said one of the cheerleaders, in tones approaching awe. "I can see their boobies."

"So what should we do with them?" said another.