You Remind Me Of Me

Heather swings the door open and Kelly's eyes go wide as she steps inside. The girl is buzzing, acting all starstruck because her coach, the legendary ex-cheerleader, invited her over last minute. Heather clocks the look right away and plays it cool, offering the kid a seat while she pulls out some dusty photo albums. Kelly sees pictures of Heather at eighteen—same age, same blonde hair, same killer rack—and blurts out that it feels like looking in a mirror. Heather smirks, says Kelly's got the same tight body she used to have. They shoot the shit about tomorrow's competition, Heather giving the rookie captain tips on keeping the squad fired up under pressure. Right then, Heather's husband strolls in, pretends it's an accident, clocks the resemblance, and cracks a dirty little joke about them being a walking before-and-after shot. Heather gets that glint in her eye, hops up, and says she'll fetch her old uniform for some fun snapshots. She comes back dangling the tiny skirt and crop top. Kelly hesitates, but Heather's already telling her to strip right there. The girl’s cheeks burn, yet she peels off her clothes with both older folks watching like hawks. The uniform clings to her small tits and rides high on her hips, and the couple starts snapping pics, compliments turning nasty real quick. Then Heather lays it out plain: they want a threesome. Kelly stammers no, but Heather hits her with the ultimatum—cooperate or lose her spot on the squad. Kelly swallows hard, voice shaky: 'F-Fine, I'll do it.' Donald chuckles. Heather just licks her lips. This pair always gets what they want.