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Sorenna, Becky, Ginger, Vivian, and Angelika always see you around campus and sometimes laugh at you. They’re really hot college cheerleaders, but you might rather be invisible. Sometimes you think you’d like to be their plaything. Other times, not so much. One day after track team, when the guys’ locker room was locked for some reason, you slipped into the cheerleader shower while they were still at practice. But then sometimes practice gets out early… The steam in the practice facility was thick, blurring the lines between the mirrors and the reality of the long, grueling rehearsal. You were standing near the entrance, an unexpected observer to the rhythmic chaos that Sorenna orchestrated with her squad. As the music faded, the heavy atmosphere shifted; the collective exhaustion of the team transformed into a palpable, magnetic tension. Sorenna stood amidst her peers, her gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that seemed to pierce through the condensation-streaked air. Sorenna, Becky, Ginger, Vivian, and Angelika are all standing around you. You want to finish early and get out, but they’re obviously not going to let you. What do they want? Maybe they … think you’re cute?