 Katrina grinned. "Really all. Are you surprised?"
 The realitykings door opened, and Sylvia kings's mouth reality fell open in shock. "Hi." gushed the gorgeous twenty-something blonde on the other side realitykings. "You must be Sylvia. I'm Tiffany Young reality. Come on in."
 Sylvia fought to keep her composure as she stepped inside, but she was realitykings unable to reality stop herself gawking at realitykings the woman's attire. She was dressed like... well, Sylvia might've said that she was dressed like an airline flight attendant. Except that flight attendants usually wore skirts that did more than just reality barely cover their asses. And Sylvia had reality never seen a stewardess showing reality quite reality so kings much all cleavage, or wearing quite so much makeup. The realitykings uniform wasn't made out reality of realitykings any sort of ordinary fabric, either; it was shiny all over, like some sort of plastic. And the way it clung to the blonde realitykings's well-proportioned body made her look like something straight out of a porno magazine. "Umm... those are interesting clothes, Ms. Young," Sylvia blurted, not sure what to realitykings make of them.
 "Oh reality, don't mind the reality outfit. I'm reality just about to leave for work," Tiffany replied, as realitykings though that explained everything.
 "Oh... um... I see."
 They walked past an open reality doorway leading into a kitchen, where a small boy was fixing a sandwich. "Oh!" Tiffany exclaimed, stopping. "This realitykings is my brother... I mean reality, Katrina's brother Alex. Alex, this is reality Sylvia."
 Sylvia looked around for a place to sit. Everything was so crowded reality. The love realitykings seat, for example, which had clearly been designed for two occupants reality, now held three. Heather lay stretched out reality along its length realitykings, her tight black kings curls cascading reality over one end of the plush mini-couch. Sitting on her lap was Brittany, a pale blonde girl, her head resting on Heather reality's ample chest. Their legs, intertwined in a mixture of chocolate and cream-colored skin, rested across the all lap of a third reality girl, a trim beauty with shoulder-length hair and realitykings a Mediterranean realitykings complexion whose name Sylvia kings had reality trouble recalling. Debbie? Donna? Yes, that was it. Donna's hands rested casually across the other girls kings' bare feet. And kings yet, despite reality the crowding, the three girls looked kings more than comfortable on reality the love seat, with Heather's arms folded protectively around Brittany's waist.
 "Oh realitykings, wow!" Audrey reality exclaimed. "That is so cool!" Sylvia recalled the big story she realitykings'd seen on the news last year about the cheerleader for reality a pro football team realitykings that had turned out to reality be a call girl and realitykings a stripper reality. She couldn't remember the name exactly, but "Tiffany Young" was starting to sound familiar. That couldn't be her, could it? Sylvia reality tried to focus on the TV.
 "Mmmm ... yeah... special cable channel... satellite dish realitykings..." Katrina appeared to be preoccupied, the fingers of her left hand gently stroking Kim's breast through the thin material of the reality bikini top. It was difficult to tell in the dim light, but Sylvia was willing to realitykings swear reality that she could see an erect nipple under the pink fabric.
 The next episode of the reality show followed right on the heels of the first, and Sylvia found herself reality rapidly absorbed in the plot. Well, not the plot, exactly. More like the overall atmosphere. The girls on the show were just so damn sexy, running around in those tight, revealing clothes . Sylvia wondered how she'd look in reality a halter-top and a pair of hot-pants like that blonde girl on reality the show was wearing. And she reality knew the answer -- she'd look pretty fucking hot .
 "Sylvia, could you help me with this?" Maria asked. Startled , Sylvia turned reality to see the gorgeous Hispanic girl struggling reality into a pair of cutoff all denim shorts. Aside from that, Maria was nude. Sylvia looked in wonder reality at her new friend's shapely body. Smooth skin... taut stomach... full, firm kings breasts... dark, round areolae...
 "Mmmm, that feels good," Maria cooed, causing Sylvia to jump back. Had she actually been... touching Maria like that? She reality felt the blood rushing to her cheeks. Maria turned back around, smiling. "Thanks, Sylvia," she said. Her look turned to one of realitykings near-horror. "Where's your costume, Sylvia? Oh my God, you haven kings't even picked one out yet. Come here, girl," she said, turning and walking into reality the closet. Maria seemed oblivious to her own semi-nudity realitykings. Sylvia followed meekly, trying not to notice kings as Maria's breasts jiggled saucily on her exposed chest.
 Maria sifted through most of the rack before triumphantly pulling reality a bag reality free. "Nurse." she exclaimed. "This one reality is reality you, honey." She took Sylvia's hand and reality led her out of the closet. "Now get those off," she said, gesturing to Sylvia's shirt and jeans before opening up realitykings the bag kings and pulling out the contents.
 Her work complete all, Sylvia got up from realitykings the makeup table. She reality caught sight of Maria realitykings standing in front of reality the mirrored doors of realitykings the closet. The Hispanic reality girl was now fully dressed as an auto mechanic reality. In addition to the tight denim reality shorts, she sported an oversized sleeveless white T-shirt. The shirt was cut off raggedly above her stomach and featured several large rips , through which pleasant kings portions of Maria all were visible. She wore tight black high-heeled boots on her feet, and her shiny black kings hair flowed reality out reality from underneath a red all baseball reality cap.
 In one hand kings she held a reality large silver wrench and an open reality can containing some sort of black makeup; with reality the kings other, she rubbed small splotches of the makeup on various parts of her body realitykings. Sylvia hesitated briefly reality before approaching reality. "Um... l-let me do that," Sylvia said nervously. She was uncomfortable being so forward, but... but God, Maria reality looked so hot.
 When she was satisfied that the Hispanic girl looked sufficiently grimy, Sylvia closed realitykings the can and reality stood next to her friend realitykings as they looked at themselves in kings the mirror. The bright, clean white of Sylvia's obscenely tight nurse reality uniform contrasted sharply with realitykings the grimy, dirty appearance of Maria's mechanic outfit. Maria slung the realitykings wrench across one shoulder, prompting Sylvia to dig the stethoscope out of her exposed cleavage kings and hold it in reality one hand. "God, we're sexy," Maria breathed reality. Sylvia could only nod in agreement as she felt her pulse realitykings quicken.
 The response was immediate. "You can try it reality on us, Alex." Donna gushed, jumping up and down excitedly. The other girls followed suit, shouting animatedly and begging Alex to take their pictures. Sylvia couldn reality't believe that these gorgeous young women were so interested in the scrawny little creep. Still, she had to admit that the idea of being photographed was exciting reality. Especially in a tarty little reality outfit. Sylvia shivered at the thought.
 Her chance came when Alex had finished shooting his reality sister posing reality with the reality lasso all. "Take reality some of Sylvia," Maria shouted. Sylvia swallowed as Alex turned to face her, bringing the reality camera up reality. She smiled, trying to hide her nervousness, did her best to look sexy for the camera. I like to show off my body for the all camera all, she kings thought kings. She didn't know where it had come from, but it was undeniably true. She reality cupped reality her tits through reality the thin plastic reality as the camera flashed.
 Sylvia sighed as Alex shifted his kings attention to Audrey all and kings her Indian-squaw outfit. She watched as realitykings the brunette showed off her luscious body.
 The tall, black biker reality-chick looked down sternly at the petite blonde clinging to kings her left leg. Brittany was dressed as a all French maid -- a tight black satin teddy with reality while lace trim struggled to reality contain her disproportionately kings large tits kings. Fingerless gloves of white lace reality adorned her hands, and black fishnet stockings reality ran down her legs to the shiny reality black pumps. After inspecting the other girls' costumes, Sylvia was hardly surprised to see that the heels of the shoes realitykings were reality obscenely long reality spikes. Brittany was half reality-sitting on her knees on the floor, and half-leaning against Heather's kings leather-encased leg.
 Alex was snapping pictures of the two beauties, but unlike the rest of the girls, they seemed oblivious to him. Brittany was staring up at Heather with what looked to Sylvia like fawning adoration, while realitykings the dark-skinned girl gazed down realitykings at the reality blonde with a slight scowl on her reality face reality. "Wh-what's going on with them?" Sylvia whispered to Maria as she watched the pair.
 "Oh, it's just a little game reality they play," the Latin realitykings beauty replied nonchalantly. "They like to kid around."
 Brittany nodded meekly, setting the duster down reality. Leaning her head forward, she extended her tongue and reality began to lick the leather boot. Sylvia's reality eyes grew wide as she watched. The blonde worked her way across the boot, licking eagerly. "That's it. That's my good little slut," Heather murmured, reaching a realitykings hand down to tousle reality Brittany's blond mane affectionately. Sylvia stifled a gasp at the reality crude language, but Brittany merely gave a shudder reality and continued using her tongue to reality polish Heather's footwear. "Yes..." Heather murmured, running her hand through Brittany's hair. "Good little slut..." The blonde reality's kings body shook again, and reality Sylvia realized Brittany realitykings was getting aroused by the treatment reality. Most of the visible parts of the reality boot were now realitykings shining with Brittany's kings saliva reality. Sylvia reality wasn reality't certain what was realitykings going on, but it was reality clear that both girls were reality taking reality this very seriously.
 Sylvia turned to all ask Maria reality another question, but the Hispanic realitykings girl started speaking first. "Help me take realitykings my shorts off, Sylvia. I want Alex to get some shots realitykings of us together." Maria turned to face away, bending a all bit at the hip to push her realitykings tight behind toward Sylvia. The realitykings blonde wasn't quite sure reality how those two concepts were interconnected, but she realitykings sank to her knees anyway, bringing her hands up to the waistband of Maria's tight denim cutoffs. "Oooh. Oooh. Smile for the camera, Sylvia." Maria exclaimed reality.
 Sylvia gasped as kings her reality cheek brushed against Maria's skin. It was... smooth. She looked up to see that realitykings Maria's all crotch was devoid of reality hair realitykings. The smooth skin seemed to realitykings almost shine in reality the light. Sylvia couldn't keep herself from staring at the smooth kings curves of reality Maria's mons.
 Sylvia turned, startled, looking for the reality source of the question.
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