They pronounced there was no fracture and she should stay off that leg for a few days. They wrapped her ankle with an ace bandage and left her. This left us one short but the other seven did an admirable job while their squad-mate warmed the bench. The girl's mom came out to be with her and do what she could to help.Well, the game was very close but we lost by a one point margin. The entire opposing cheerleader squad came over to wish our injured girl well. We all loaded back on the buses for the somber trip home. When we arrived at the school we were met by some more parents. I called our group together and filled them in on how the game went. I also let them know we will have to decide if we were going to do the pyramid any more. The girls moaned and complained but I said that it was out until we decided otherwise. We all left the school and headed home.Our injured girl healed quite fast and was back at her place on the squad in short order. The squad held a meeting to elect a. "By the time they got up on the stage I was long gone." Wow!" They said at the same time. My stock had definitely improved with them. Lisa tried to pick up the pace from there. "I've never been dared to do anything like that."Sully fielded her cue flawlessly. "Are you telling me, you two have played Truth or Dare?" I have," Lisa admitted and slowly crossed her legs, knowingly providing me with a long glimpse of her crotch. "Margie?" Uh, no, not ever," she fidgeted, nervously and I thought she was beginning to blush. The secret room was quiet except for Jagger's raspy voice singing:Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet I hate that sadness in your eyes But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfiedI felt it was my turn to join in. "Maybe it's time you did. What do you think Lisa?" It's not for me to say. After all Margie has to make up her own mind."Margie looked mollified at.
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