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   After many years of contributing books free of charge to the masses, I
need to change my practice to justify my limited amount of time to write.

   Effective immediately, the book "Cheerleader For Hire" is available on
Kindle under the author name of Leslie Foster.  In taking it to an eBook,
I've made some necessary alterations for marketing, but those changes are
minimal and actually broaden the story's appeal.

   To purchase "Cheerleader For Hire", please visit the following link:
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00GW3PW9I

   Your financial support will enable me to continue my writing.  I thank
you for your backing over the years and hope you can understand my
decision.

   In the meantime, here's Chapter 1 to get your juices flowing!  I hope
you enjoy!



   CHEERLEADER FOR HIRE



   CHAPTER 1



   Kathy Dawson had an attractive figure, and she knew it.  The
eighteen-year-old senior's body was budding into a young woman.  Her 5'9"
frame was becoming a bit shapelier, and she looked in the school bathroom
mirror, admiring herself in her new cheerleading uniform.

   Kathy was excited about making the Madison High School's cheerleading
squad for the second year, and this afternoon's football game would be the
first opportunity for her to show off one of her new outfits.

   She wore a long-sleeved sweater, white on the top half and bright red on
the bottom half, with two thin horizontal red stripes just above the color
change on both the torso and sleeves.  The red letters "MHS" adorned her
chest, just above the stripes, and the sweater had a V-neck with a white
collar.

   Her skirt was scarlet red, with eight inverted white pleats.  Because of
Kathy's height and her thin waist, her cheerleading skirts were shorter
than all of the other squad members, and she liked them that way.  It hung
sweetly on her darling teen ass, barely covering those sweet cheeks and
showing off her long, lovely, firm thighs.

   Kathy's calves were encased in matching red knee socks, with three thin
white stripes ringing the top of them.  Red and white saddle shoes finished
the delightful ensemble.

   The young cheerleader smiled sweetly to herself.  Her peaches-and-cream
complexion and girl-next-door looks made her the object of male desire. 
Her long brown hair was pulled back to the sides by ponytails and two red
and white-checkered hair ribbons.

   Kathy reached under the hem of her little cheerleading skirt and
adjusted her tight, red cheerleading panties into position.  Unlike the
other girls she cheered with, Kathy would never wear her cheer panties over
her regular panties.  She felt it was too bulky, so she simply wore the
cheer panties alone.

   Kathy was a virgin, but she yearned for love and sex.  For some strange
reason, she felt herself more attracted to adult men than the boys at
school.

   Her mother, divorced ten years earlier, had brought men home frequently,
and Kathy had sometimes secretly watched as these men would make love to
her mom.  She would imagine what it would be like to feel a man's penis in
her body or in her mouth.  What would it feel like?  What would it taste
like?

   She quickly left the washroom and headed for her last class of the day.
It was sex education, and her teacher, Mrs.  Johnson, was one of the most
popular at school.  She was in her early 40's, but she had an attractive
figure and related to the students very well.

   It was one class that Kathy found very entertaining.  On this particular
day, she noticed that Mrs.  Johnson made eye contact with her more than
usual.  When the bell rang to end class for the day, Kathy gathered her
books and stood up to leave the classroom.

   "Kathy, may I see you for a minute?" asked Mrs.  Johnson.

   "Sure, Mrs.  Johnson," she answered, walking toward her desk.

   Mrs.  Johnson waited for the other students to filter out the door,
leaving the two of them alone in the classroom.

   "Kathy," Mrs.  Johnson began, "you were very good at the pep rally
earlier today."

   "Thank you, ma'am," replied Kathy.

   Mrs.  Johnson smiled.

   "You were trying especially hard to get the guys to notice you, weren't
you, Kathy?" she inquired.

   "Why do you ask?" Kathy was curious.

   "Because I noticed you were exaggerating your dance movements.  You were
showing off your panties for the guys to see."

   Kathy blushed, because she knew the teacher was right.

   "Well, maybe..." she admitted.

   "It's okay, Kathy.  You're just looking for some sexual attention.  It's
perfectly normal," Mrs.  Johnson told her, with a shrug.

   "It is?" the young cheerleader asked, seeking reassurance.

   "Sure," said Mrs.  Johnson.  "Kathy, do you mind if I ask you a personal
question?"

   "No, go ahead."

   "Are you a virgin?"

   Kathy sheepishly nodded.

   "There's absolutely nothing wrong with that, Kathy," Mrs.  Johnson told
her.

   "But do you really WANT to be a virgin?" the teacher followed with. 
"That's the important question."

   "Not really, ma'am," Kathy confessed.  "A lot of my friends are having
sex already."

   "I see..."

   Mrs.  Johnson looked Kathy in the eyes.

   "But do you want to?" Mrs.  Johnson asked her.

   "Yes," Kathy said.  "I really want a man to make love to me."

   "A man?" Mrs.  Johnson asked inquisitively?  "Not a boy?  Not another
student?"

   "No, a man," emphasized Kathy.  "A mature man who can make me feel like
a young woman."

   Mrs.  Johnson mulled over Kathy's statement for a moment.

   "Kathy, what would you say if I told you I know a good-looking man who
would really enjoy making love to you?"

   "I would ask you when I could meet him," Kathy answered, smiling.

   "I see," Mrs.  Johnson answered.  "It just so happens that today is my
husband's birthday, and I was looking for something special to get him.  If
I paid you a hundred dollars, would you come to our house and do some of
your dance routines and stuff for him?  I know he'd like it, and you can
make a little cash for yourself by entertaining him, too."

   Kathy's eyes bulged.

   "For your husband?" she asked.

   "Yeah, it's all right.  We experiment in our marriage and have fun all
the time.  He's a fun guy.  And he's good-looking, too."

   "Yeah, I could really use the money," Kathy said.  "But it would have to
be after the game, and you'd have to give me a ride," Kathy added.

   "No problem, Kathy.  I'll meet you after the game, and I'll also get you
back home by nine o'clock.  Okay?"

   Kathy nodded her agreement, then turned and walked toward the door, her
tiny skirt flipping about on her tight little ass.

   Mrs.  Johnson smiled.  Somehow, she knew her husband would be ending
young Kathy's sweet virginity that night...

   *****************

   The football game ended in a 14-point Madison High victory, and Mrs. 
Johnson met Kathy in front of the bleachers afterward.  They jumped into
the teacher's car and drove across town to the Johnson home.

   They entered the house through the garage.  Doug Johnson was sitting in
the living room, watching TV as he waited for his wife to arrive.

   "Doug?" Mrs.  Johnson called out from the kitchen.

   "Yeah, I'm in here," he answered.

   "I brought a birthday surprise home for you, honey," she told him.

   "What is it?" he asked as the two ladies turned the corner.  His eyes
caught sight of little Kathy Dawson immediately.

   "I brought you home a cheerleader from school, honey," Mrs.  Johnson
told him.  "She's going to do some dances for you."

   Mr.  Johnson gulped.

   "Wow!" was all he could say.

   "What do you think about her uniform?" his wife asked.  "Is she hot or
what?"

   "Definitely hot," was all he could mutter as his eyes burned holes
through Kathy's young body.

   "I think she should model it for you by doing some dancing," Mrs. 
Johnson suggested.  "What do you think?"

   "Absolutely."

   Mrs.  Johnson laughed.  Her husband was entranced by this young girl and
could barely pay attention to anything or anyone else.  She turned on the
stereo and put in a CD with some good dance music.

   "Okay, Kathy, why don't you show him what kind of moves you have?" she
suggested.

   Kathy felt very uneasy and extremely awkward, dancing for a man in front
of his own wife, but she moved to the front of the room, clutching her
red-and-white pom pons.  She started moving to the beat, trying to ignore
the husband and wife watching her.

   The young cheerleader's dancing was stiff at first, but she quickly
loosened up.  By the time the second song started, she was sensuously
grinding her tight little ass to the beat.  Her little red skirt flipped
about, flashing the eight white pleats and her glove-tight red panties.

   Kathy could see the bulge growing in Mr.  Johnson's pants, and so could
his wife.  Mrs.  Johnson was enjoying the show, as well.

   "Show him more of your panties, Kathy," she offered.  "I think you're
really getting him turned on."

   Kathy made her dance routine even sexier, at one point lowering herself
down to the floor and spreading her legs wide apart while she clutched her
skirt up against her tummy.  He had a full view of her panty-covered
teenage crotch, and she smiled at him.  She knew her little pussy was
getting wet, and she wondered if he could see the juice through her cheer
panties.

   "Oh my God..." he gasped.  He knew he had to have this sweet young
cheerleader.

   Kathy stood back up and started wiggling her ass at him while churning
her pom pons furiously.  Her little red skirt danced wildly and the white
pleats flashed as they bounced around, teasing him with quick panty peeks.

   Mr.  Johnson's cock was nearly bursting through his zipper as his wife
ran out of the room for a camera.  She came back with a
professional-looking camera and started snapping pictures of Kathy.

   Kathy smiled as she danced for her teacher and her husband, the camera
flash lighting the room almost constantly.  She dropped her pom pons and
sensuously caressed her upper body, squeezing her budding young tits
through her cheerleading sweater.

   "You really want to fuck her, don't you, honey?" Mrs.  Johnson asked.

   "Yeah, Sue, I wanna fuck her really bad," he babbled, as his wife
laughed knowingly.

   The next song ended, and Kathy stopped dancing.

   Mrs.  Johnson looked straight at Kathy.

   "Would you like my husband to fuck you, Kathy?" she asked.

   Kathy's mind raced.  She thought he was cute, and she had wanted a man
for quite a while.  But her teacher's husband?  This was really awkward...
But then, his wife was offering him to her and sounding excited to do it!
Why not...

   The teen cheerleader nodded.

   "Good," Mrs.  Johnson answered.  "As a matter of fact, while we're on
the subject, how would you like to make some really good money fucking
older men?"

   "What do you mean?" Kathy asked.

   "My husband and I run a small business on the side," Mrs.  Johnson
admitted.  "We employ women to entertain businessmen, you might say."

   "Really?" Kathy asked.  "What do you mean by `entertain'?"

   Mrs.  Johnson smiled.  "I think you know..."

   Kathy returned the smile.

   "How would that work?" she asked.

   "Well, you're still in high school, but legally you're old enough. 
Plus, younger-looking girls are in high demand.  I can pay you $100 an hour
for starters, and more if you're good."

   Kathy's eyes widened.  "Wow!  What would I have to do?"

   Mrs.  Johnson explained her rules to the young cheerleader.

   "Well, first of all, you can't tell anybody.  Absolutely nobody.  I'll
give or text you all the details.  You'll be given the time and place to
be, the length of time you need to be there with the client or clients, and
any special instructions.  When you get there, you need to do what the man
says or the men say, because they're paying good money.  Then, every Monday
morning, I'll pay you at school for the prior week."

   "What would the men want me to do?" asked the innocent young
cheerleader.

   "Well, you'd probably start by dancing for them and then having sex with
them.  I'd use a young theme with you, so the guys would expect you to be
dressed up as a cheerleader or in a school uniform.  It wouldn't be as
important for you to be really good at sex, since most of them would get
off on the idea of fucking or being sucked off by a young, somewhat
inexperienced girl."

   "Okay," Kathy replied.  "I'm willing to try it if you think I'd be good
at it.  I could really use the money."

   "You're a really good dancer," Mrs.  Johnson told Kathy.  "But if you
want to do this, we need to get you some sexual experience and confidence,
and that starts tonight.  First, you start by sucking and fucking my
husband as lesson number one."

   Kathy looked over at Doug, who was waiting patiently for her, his eyes
devouring her sweet teen body.  He stood up, took young Kathy by the hand,
and led her to the bedroom.

   Mrs.  Johnson followed them and sat in a chair next to the bed, ready to
offer advice to Kathy.

   She watched her husband embrace the young girl as they stood at the foot
of the bed, smiling as her hubby's hand disappeared under the back of
Kathy's little cheerleading skirt.

   Mrs.  Johnson knew that she was going to make a lot of money with Kathy
Dawson...