Naughty Cheerleader

Your name was Jessica Reed, though most know you by the title of, 'school slut.' The one that was willing to bang any guy, teacher or student.

You were very proud of that.

You wore tight short-shorts that went down to your crotch, and a form fitting halter top that showed a lot of your generous cleavage, along with fuck-me high heels that set the look of a whore and also a hot girl.

You stepped into the room and saw two doors - one that led to the principal's office, and another that went to the boys' locker room.

If you went to the principals' office, you could probably, 'persuade,' Mr. Franklin to give you a better grade for the year, but if you went into the boys' locker room, you could probably get gangbanged - and you hadn't tried that out for a couple of weeks.

On the other hand, if your boyfriend was in the locker room, you were screwed, as he wasn't the caring-type - no, he'd most likely bitch-slap her while calling her terms like, 'slutty bitch,' and 'dirty whore,' though that sort of turned her on as well...

So, what do you do?