I was no more happy about this either. I was captain of the cheer team, and the quintessential rich brat. My parents had forced me to get this stupid babysitting job as a lesson in responsibility or some crap like that. But I thought it might not be so bad, though I hadn't payed any attention to who the client was. As I walked to the door, I tapped on it twice, running a bit late.
I was a year older then Ivan but quite a bit shorter. I had long brown hair in a fluffy ponytail with a pink butterfly beret, a white tanktop covered by a black light black coat, and a very short pink and black skirt. I was in quite good shape, given my position in the team at school, with a fairly large bust and absolutely gigantic ass. The latter pushed up my skirt enough to partially reveal my cotton candy pink thong.
While most of the boys at school would fantasize about me, Ivan knew better. I constantly tormented him about his shyness and he'd heard horrible stories about the ways I hazed the other cheerleaders. As the door open, I looked fairly shocked. "Wait, you?!"
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