Chapter 1

The lunch bell rang. Cheerleader Shelbi gave her football player boyfriend a secret kiss on the cheek before she stood. The students had five minutes to get to class.

It was Shelbi with an "i" by the way. One dared not even sound like you were saying it with a 'y' or you'd experience her snooty wrath to no end. She was special and you damn better not forget it.

Shelbi spotted Bradley coming out of the bathroom. What a jerk! He even had the nerve to ask her out once! Didn't she know who she was? Didn't he know who he was? He wasn't a jock or someone popular like that. He was a nobody. Capital NO-body.

She smiled to herself. She knew how to get him and loved to torment him. It always worked with Bradley and with the other nobody boys that were like him.

"Hey, Bradley!" she called out, displaying her sweetest, winningest smile. "Can I talk to you?"

Bradley knew he should say "no" but Shelbi was so stunningly beautiful. She had long, blonde hair and great tits. She looked absolutely amazing. Stopping to talk to Shelbi at least gave him the temporary excuse to look at her without her getting pissed and throwing a tantrum for daring to look at the "school goddess" like she always did.

"Let me tell you about my shower this morning," she began. "I woke up, I always sleep completely naked, and walked straight to the bathroom. I don't care if my brother sees me. He appreciates pretty girls. I turn on the water and wait for it to get warm. The bathroom starts to steam up and I can see it on my body."

Bradley took a deep breath. Why did she always tease him like this? He hated that she did this. What was his crime? That he asked her out? Guys asked girls out all the time. He wished he could get her back for all her taunting.

"I get my hair all wet," she continued. "Of course, the waters dripping down. I can actually see drops falling off my erect nipples. They feel so hard and I wish a boy was in the shower sucking on them. I wash my firm tits. Can you imagine them?"

Bradley groaned.

"I work my way down to my pussy. There's no hair there. It feels so much better that way. I don't want any barrier between my pussy and a hard cock. I rub my pussy and especially my clit. It feels soooooo good!"

She let out a soft moan.

"Got to go," she said with a mischievous grin.

Shelbi left him. She looked back and saw Bradley head back into the bathroom. She knew what he would be doing. What a fool!

Bradley locked the stall door. He dropped his pants and rapidly stroked his cock. He despised her for doing this to him again and again. He came fast. He aimed for the toilet but his cock was too hard and his jizz splattered against the wall.

Mrs. Hanson chastised him for being late to class again.

Shelbi couldn't help displaying an angry frown. She didn't like what Coach Zanders was telling her at all!

"But I'm one of the best!" Shelbi said. Everyone knew that.

"Shelbi," Coach said, thinking carefully before she spoke. "I know you are one of the top girls, but you know the rules. If you don't have a passing grade in all your classes then I have to kick you off the cheerleader team. School comes first."

"I'll pass," she said. "I promise."

"I was talking to Mr. Magnus. He said this coming history test will make or break your grade because you haven't done much all semester. If you fail it, I won't let you try out until next year."

"Don't worry, Coach. You can count on me."

Shelbi left knowing what she had to do.

Tori didn't know why her cheerleader friend Shelbi wanted her to do what she was about to do in history class, but Shelbi paid her twenty-five bucks plus she would get out of school early so she didn't need to know the reason and didn't care about the reason.

"OW!" Tori cried out loudly in class. She stood and grabbed her leg. "Ow!"

Tori took a step and dropped to the ground. She pretended to writhe in pain as if her leg hurt unbearably. She wanted to be an actress when she grew up.

The instant Mr. Magnus rushed to Tori's aid, Shelbi raced to his desk. She quickly rifled through the papers on his desk then opened a drawer. Score! There were over one hundred copies of the upcoming test that he would give out to all his classes. No one would notice one missing copy. The test was multiple choice so all she had to do was create a little secret cheat sheet with the answers she looked up ahead of time.

Shelbi returned to her seat unnoticed ... except for Bradley. He wasn't sure what she was doing but it looked suspicious. Shelbi didn't see him use his camera phone to take a picture of her taking a paper from the teacher's desk. He immediately emailed it to his home computer.

Bradley blew up the phone picture on the monitor. He couldn't get enough clarity to tell for sure what it was but it had the look of a test. It had to be Monday's big test.

Was Shelbi going to cheat? He sat across from her in history class. He'd know for sure on the day of the test.

Shelbi sat down Monday feeling extremely confident for the big test. She wore a light sweater today though she didn't need it.

Bradley sat down feeling anxious for two reasons. First, this was a big test with a lot of material. He studied all weekend but still didn't feel that great about it. Second, he was sure Shelbi was going to cheat. If he could prove it then he could bring the diva down.

When the test started, Bradley focused on his exam, but he also carefully glanced over at Shelbi. He didn't want to be accused of cheating off another student. Of course, who would believe he was cheating off Shelbi?

Shelbi often fussed with her sweater sleeve. He discovered why. She had a small piece of paper hidden inside. As he expected, she was cheating. Should he draw attention to it right now? Was it worth being labeled a rat to everyone else just to get Shelbi? Not likely.

Toward the end of the class, Mr. Magnus walked the rows of desks to overlook how everyone was doing and to make sure no funny business was going on.

Shelbi didn't want do draw undue attention, so she took her time answering the questions and decided not to be the first one to turn in her test. She paused with only five questions left to answer and daydreamed about next weekend. She was so absorbed that when Mr. Magnus walked up the aisle from behind Shelbi jumped.

"Are you okay?" Mr. Magnus said with an amused smile.

"Sure, sure," she said. "I was just so into the test."

"I hope so for your sake. I know you love cheerleading. I'd hate to see you removed from the squad."

"Don't worry about me, Mr. Magnus. I'm going to pass."

Mr. Magnus moved on.

Shelbi panicked for a moment. Her cheat sheet was missing! She quickly realized she didn't need it. It would look suspect if she got every question right after doing so badly in class all year. She'd just guess at the last questions and probably miss them all.

Bradley sat breathing deeply and a little too rapidly. He saw what happened to the cheat sheet. When she was startled, it had flown out of her sweater and landed under his desk. He had immediately covered it with his foot.

It was hard to concentrate on the test now. He so had her! The only question was what to do with it. He could give all his information to Mr. Magnus later. Shelbi would be kicked off the cheerleading team, but there had to be something more and better that could be done. He'd have to think about it and his mind was already thinking about it. That was what made it so hard to finish the test.

Bradley thought long and hard that evening. There was a lot Shelbi would do to remain a cheerleader and maintain her social status in school. It was her complete life. There was a whole lot she would do!

He already had a plan that would start with the shower, but it could be so much more. He knew he shouldn't be selfish. This wasn't just about Shelbi and him. She tormented most of his friends too.

He texted his friends. The plan expanded.

Bradley went to school early Tuesday morning. He wanted to catch Shelbi as soon as she arrived.

He saw her approach. She was in this skirt that showed off her great legs. He got a boner just from looking at her legs.

"Hi, Shelbi," he said with a big grin.

She glared at the disturbance. "What do you want?"

"I was wondering how you think you did on the test?"

"What the fuck do you care?"

"I think you should talk nicer to me because I know that you'll no longer be a cheerleader if you didn't pass the test."

"I passed."

"It doesn't count if you cheated."

"What are you saying?" she said angrily to intimidate him. Did he know something?

"I found this on the floor." He pulled out a paper from his school folder.

She took it and the blood drained from her face.

"This isn't mine!" she said.

"Not that one exactly, but it's a copy of your cheat sheet. It's one of several copies."

Each of his friends now had a copy of Shelbi's cheat sheet and also the photo of her taking the test from Mr. Magnus' desk.

"It's not mine!" she insisted.

"Get real! Everyone knows you like to draw squiggle hearts on your papers just like this one. Besides I also have this."

She took the next item he gave her. It was a photo of her stealing the test. She knew he had her! Oh, no!

"You little shit!" she snarled.

"Talk nice," Bradley said. He loved the feeling of being in complete control.

"Okay," she said softer. He wasn't about to be frightened. "What do you want?"

"Today all I want is your phone number, so I can tell you what I want later."

She sighed sadly. She could see where this was heading. "If I do what you want, you won't tell anybody about what we did, will you?"

Bradley smiled happily and replied, "I have no idea what you are talking about Shelbi."

Shelbi received a good grade on her history test. She was still a cheerleader. She knew she should be happy about it, but she couldn't be.

"Hello?" Shelbi said groggily into her cellphone. Who the hell was calling her at eight in the morning on a Saturday. "This better be important!"

"It's very important."

"Who is this?"

"Bradley."

Shelbi became alert. "What do you want?"

"I want you to be at my place by nine. Don't bother showering. Come over as fast as you can. Be here by nine or else."

He gave his address.

Shelbi quickly dressed. Her stomach churned. It was time to get this over with.

Bradley was happy to see Shelbi. She was five minutes early.

"Come on in," he said. "I'm all alone until tomorrow evening."

"Stop playing nice. Let's just do it. You won't tell anyone about the history test after we do it, right?"

"As long as you keep me happy by doing what I say then I won't say a word about you being a cheater."

She didn't like how he said the last, but she knew it was the truth. She cheated.

"Let's get it over with," she said.

"Such enthusiasm," he mocked. "I deserve more than one fuck. You're going to stay until tomorrow until a couple of hours before my parents get back."

"You little..." she said angrily then calmed down. What could she do? "Okay," she said quietly.

"Shall we?" he said putting out his hand. She reluctantly took it.

He guided her to the bathroom.

"I thought you might want to start with a shower," he said. "You told me how much you like to shower in the morning. I'll get the water nice and hot for you."

He turned on the water then sat on the toilet and waited.

Shelbi wanted to cry.

Bradley excitedly watched her strip. She took off her shirt and then her bra. He stared at her beautiful large orbs. She took off her jeans then stripped off her panties. Her pussy was as bare as she claimed it was.