There she was, sitting at a bench outside of Clear Water High. Flanked by a gaggle of identical looking girls, it was hard to tell them all apart. Claire wasn't the prettiest of the group nor the richest, but this teenage girl had the right mix of bitchy and sociable that allowed her to claw her way to the top of the social mountain.
From a distance you took account of her body. Claire wasn't as curvy as some of the other girls, having a moderately sized bosom and a firm but not especially large behind. Only her hips stood out as being all that feminine. For this reason she was never without a push-up bra, low cut shirt, and a skin-tight pair of yoga pants.
The poor girl had no idea of the beast that was deciding her fate. After a few minutes of careful study, you decide to begin by...
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