Slutty cheerleader

Back in high school, there was a popularity hierarchy. The geeks, nerds, artists and social outcasts at the bottom, while the cheerleaders (and to a lesser extent, the jocks) at the top. They were the pinnacle of the social echelon – no one could outrank them.

Yet, amongst that group was – usually – one girl who wasn’t as pretty or talented with her tumbling as the other ones, so she made up for it by giving hand jobs, blowjobs and fucking any ranking male that asked. In short, she was a slut.

Some of those people are like cheerleaders of today. They don’t have the pom-poms, the short shorts, or the cheering, but there’s still plenty of screaming.

Quite often they're nice and friendly, since no one is attracted to a mean and bitchy slut.

Without probing their minds (unlike their other body parts), they're making up for some other vacancy (physical, psychological, etc.) by being promiscuous. They believe their availability will make others like them. What they don’t realize is they’re not wanted for their soul, but for their hole.

Will they ever learn that they’re not wanted for whom they are, but for what (and who) they can do? Will they care their reputation will be that of the loose girl that everyone talks about behind her back? I don’t know, but sluts aren’t hot when they're older and desperate (which means, by their mid-20s, it’s over).

One, two, three, four, you’re not cute, you’re just a whore!
Two, four, six, eight, slutting it won’t make you great!
GO TEAM!