Victoria Parker

The majorette loved spreading

CHAPTER ONE

Denise Darlington shuddered with excitement.

She stood on the edge of the football field waiting, ripples of fear flooding through her.

The beautiful young girl was ready to take the field as the featured baton twirler with the band. The gorgeous freshman was the first of her age to ever win the spot as top twirler. She had blown every other girl away at the auditions.

She stood beautifully in her white boots, her legs tanned, slim, the skin flawless. Her pretty, bright-red uniform hugged her delicious body, the slick material gloving her luscious teen curves, emphasizing the curves of her hips, the molding of her tight ass.

Her waist was trim, her tummy tight, flat. The red uniform pulled in and slashed around her chest, cut low, strapless, and her tits pushed at the top of the uniform like two juicy peaches.

Her long brown hair hung in a long fall on her shoulders, cascading out from under her white majorette hat.

Denise's bangs were visible on her forehead under the shiny black brim.

She stood ready, although her entrance was several minutes into the number the band played. She was a few feet in front of some men who were standing at a fence near the field.

"That little girl's got a fabulous ass," a man behind her said.

"The best I've ever seen," another man said.