Chapter 3: Girl Love
Paige achieved her dream of making the song leader team her senior year. She was the best dancer. She had shed the fifteen pounds that Mrs. Raven demanded. One of the requirements of being a song leader was long hair. The hair was used in a couple of routines to titillate the crowd and make the girls seem more alluring. Paige had natural blonde hair with streaks of darker blonde which hung down just past her shoulders. On this year's squad there were two African-American girls, one with dark skin, one with milk chocolate skin. There was an Asian girl, two brunettes, and another blonde, seven in all on the team.
The girls on the team worked very hard, at least as hard as any of the NCAA athletes. There were practices three days per week plus dance classes to learn new moves. There were also obligatory appearances at events that the President or the Provost held. It was a major commitment. One of the obligations was the handling and management of the equipment, which was stored in the Athletic Center. Each girl carried her own personal equipment including; combs, brushes, makeup, toiletries, etc. and their pompoms, the cards, the megaphones were usually delivered to the stadium three hours before the game. Each game also included routines prepared especially for that opponent. The equipment for those routines was handled by two girls chosen at random who had responsibility for transporting those supplies from the game back to the Athletic Center. Paige had responsibility for the final game. The Arizona game, the biggest game of the year!
She knew that this responsibility required two people. She was paired with Molly who was notoriously unreliable. All the girls enjoyed themselves on campus. They were all celebrities. However, Molly was a party animal. They pulled that game at the first practice in August. Paige knew that Molly would find a way to weasel out of it or just make Paige take all of the responsibility. Paige had a plan. "Molly, I know we are on 'pick-up, clean-up' after the Arizona game. I would be happy to do it myself." That was music to Molly's ears. She didn't bother to ask how or why but she knew that Paige had ulterior motives.
The Monday before the game, Paige innocently asked Iliki if she was going to attend the big game on Saturday night. "Of course. I have been looking forward to it..."
"Good, I have a little sister task for you. A soon as the game is over, come down to the field."
The game ended in dramatic fashion, just the kind of experience Iliki was hoping for. She yelled and cheered, jumped up and down and never sat down all game. It was glorious. As the stadium cleared with most of the students heading up the stairs to exit, Iliki walked down the steps. She hopped over the low wall and found herself looking up at the press box. What a great opportunity, she thought. ASU is in the Pac-12. Fuck UCLA and fuck USC.
"Iliki, over here." Iliki bounced over to where the gym bags with the equipment were laid out. "It is my turn to carry the specialty equipment. We call this 'pick-up, clean-up' and it requires two girls. My partner bagged and I can use the help." They put the equipment in four bags, each carrying two, one over each shoulder and made their way out of the stadium to the Athletic Center.
They ran into a number of their friends but Paige was tired and sore and badly needed a shower so she hustled them along, dropping the equipment in the office of Mrs. Raven. "Hey, Iliki, are you going to the Beta party, or can you... I mean I could use a back rub. Come over to my apartment. I have a couple of beers. My roommate is home in San Francisco." Iliki's first reaction was to agree. Paige was her big sister and Iliki was still a pledge. Iliki also felt a sense of trepidation. Paige was a lesbian. No, she would not pull anything. Iliki remembered that Paige had once been rebuked and kicked out of the Kappa House for a "physical encounter" that ran against to the sorority's charter. Iliki felt safe. They walked briskly. At one, point Paige decided to skip, hoping to arrive more quickly. She hoped, more than anything, that she could get her face wet tonight. Ugh, she let out a semi-silent sigh.
Paige walked through the bathroom door, hair disheveled and wet. "I'm going to change. You should grab a beer." Iliki turned on the TV and was bored. Paige sat on the couch next to Iliki. She smelled so wonderful that Iliki took a deep sniff to fully experience the sweet scent of the shampoo and perfume on Paige. This may get uncomfortable, thought Iliki. They made small talk. Paige reminded Iliki of the story of the meeting at Kappa House where the pledges were assigned to their big sisters. How Paige lobbied all week with the other girls to allow her to have Iliki as her little sister. She turned away from Iliki on the couch. "Would you rub my shoulders?" That was innocent enough, but Iliki was beginning to experience new feelings. Paige was gorgeous, a perfect ten. But Iliki liked the bodies of boys who were ripped and had a little stubble. She started kneading Paige's shoulders and Paige made soft sighs of approval.
Paige had seduced other girls, lots of them. Although when in the act, seduction is not the word that applies. Seduction is something that is planned, something that is remembered. Nonetheless, what Paige was doing was pure lustful manipulation. She was pretty good at it, but it required careful moves. Some girls get repulsed when they realize what is happening and bolt. She lost two good friends in high school this way. IIiki required special care. "Rub my neck." Paige knew that Iliki would be required to run her hands through her damp hair. Hair infused with the essence of jasmine, a major aphrodisiac. "Harder."
