Sadie looked at these girls with a bit of distain: what kinda sleazy strip club were these three dressed for? These was a blonde with blue eyes wearing a mini skirt (more like micro skirt) with pumps and a tube top too small for her D cup breasts; her name was Lily. Next was a black girl with brown eyes wearing a crop top and booty shorts; she was nicknamed Cherry. And their leader here? That was a blue eyed blonde in pink named Rose, one of the most "stacked" highschoolers Sadie had even seen. DD breasts straddled by a bra and halter top, an ass that could tear the back out of her tiny shorts (as tiny as her waistline), and long flowing locks of hair.
"Heyyy Sadie, see any hotties you like?" Rose asked flirtatiously.
"No, I'm straight." Sadie replied.
"Ohhh, you want some yummy guys!" Cherry purred.
Sadie sighed and got back to work. She could see these girls blatantly masterbating in class, chatting, doing anything but listening.
'Well, someone can tell who's runnin' for future stripper.' Sadie thought. She went to her notes and thought nothing of it.
Later that day...