Chapter 1

"And in conclusion I say to my friends and fellow graduates of Saint Peter's Academy for Young Women, congratulations and best wishes in the upcoming year!" Sherry looked up from the podium, past the sea of excited young girls in caps and gowns and found her mother, Mrs. Linda Suckwell, wearing a low cut Dior evening gown and white sable stole beaming with parental pride. Sitting beside her, Marion, her blonde tomboyish younger sister pinched her cute freckled nose between her thumb and index finger in a good natured gesture of sisterly rivalry.

"So watch out world, our Class of 2005 is gonna rule!".

The auditorium exploded in applause and flying pink graduation caps as her classmates jumped and cheered in unbridled teenaged joy. Even the normally stern nuns danced with their former privileged pupils, joining in the conga line as it swayed and weaved up and down the aisles. At the head of the raucous column of revelry was the beautiful and brainy class president and valedictorian Sherry May Suckwell. Leaving the graduation gowns and the Academy's ivy covered walls behind, they were escorted to the rented stretch limousines by their handsome tuxedoed dates from nearby Exeter Academy.

The Grand Ballroom at the Carlisle Country Club hosted the gala event, and was packed with the political and financial leaders of New England, along with alumni and faculty from the exclusive academy. The papers would later call it the social highlight of the season. After hours of feasting on the finest French cuisine and dancing to the beat of the Black Eyed Peas, Sherry's gold digging mother and gangly younger sister said their goodbyes and departed to the family estate in Manchester by the Sea. Sherry and her hunky dumb All Star football player boy toy Roger Peters, along with the most popular kids from her school snuck out to an unannounced beer bash at his parents place in Belvedere.

Sherry and most of the girls changed their clothes in the downstairs powder room, while the boys moved furniture and set up bar upstairs. Some of the girls emerged in jeans and tees, some in pajama tops and bottoms. Sherry stole the show with her pink baby doll nighty under an equally daring peek a boo peignoir. Although she usually hid her charms under baggy sweaters and long skirts, and she vowed to stay virgin until marriage, flaunting her curves always made her hot and horny. Roger pushed a button and 400 watts of stereo power blasted from the four acoustic speaker towers. He dragged his half dressed date to the center of the room and the party got started. Bouncing and churning with the beat of the music made Sherry's braless nipples stand up proud, and threatened to display her perfect derriere in all its naked splendor. The drooling boys ogled her with desire while their jealous girlfriends looked on in anger. All the attention made her skin blush with arousal, and her little hairless slit twitch with liquid heat. When they finally stepped off the dance floor Sherry wore a sheen of sweat making her pink nightie cling tightly to her girlish curves.