With every step Karyn took towards the bleachers and Biff, the shoes seemed to get heavier, till Karyn was directly in Biffs eyeline, but about 20 yards away.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" The shoes scolded condescendingly.
"I'm going to talk to Biff." Karyn responded, this seemed to be the most logical thing, she wanted Biff to notice her, talking was a good way to do that.
"You don't just go and talk to a guy" The shoes laughed. "What is your name Desperate Black?"
"No." Karyn felt a stir of angry confidence well within her "It's Karyn Fing Black, and you know it and he knows it and everyone knows it"
If the shoes could smile they would have. "Then there is no need for introductions then"
Karyn shot a look at the shoes as she bowed to converse with them. "So what would you suggest?"
"Come closer." the shoes whispered.
Karyn bent all the way down at the waist, her long blond hair cascading around her like a veil as she did, and her breasts acting like counterweights drawing her downwards as she went. She was so much more flexible now than she ever had been, able to bend her head nearly down to her feet with a grace and balance that was unknown to her before, now natural as walking. "Spread your legs a bit, a cheerleader needs to stretch after all." Karyn found herself flaring her hips out as she rolled her body to one spread leg, the burn of the stretch felt good, almost sensual. She could feel every part of herself as she held the stretch, then as she popped up to switch sides, her eyes flipped up to catch Biff's very intent stare. Karyn felt a jolt of excitement and wanted to react, but the shoes stepped in at that moment and turned that goofy energy into something more raw and sensual, instead of a excited wave and smile like Karyn would have done, what happened instead was her eyes kept his with an intensity, and the smile she expressed was more to herself than to him as she noticed his eyes on her, which made her feel powerful. She was doing this, her body was doing this, this was all her, as she went down again she noticed that it wasn't just Biffs eyes on her, not that she cared about them, but she new as she bent farther this time, and slower, giving every part of herself a second to shine as she went. As her expression faded from view her hair took the stage, tumbling in golden waves as she bent down, her hips and legs popping as she centered herself and let out a small moan at the burn of the stretch that was more of pleasure than a reflection of the pain, finally coming up, tossing her hair back to show off her rack as her cleavage shifted with her movement, with ever so slight a bounce. Finally up again, the shoes turned Karyn around.
Karyn strolled away from the bleachers and back towards the cheerleaders. Karyn wanted to look back.
"Don't look back." the shoes said "You did great, Go lead your team. The rest will take care of itself."
Karyn's stroll turned to a strut, and for the first time she realized that everyone was looking at her, and she smiled confidently to herself again.
It didn't take long for Biff to approach her. Their date was set for Saturday. She didn't think it would be that easy.
Now back to Jon.
