Dear Shelbie,
You have been a wonderful addition to my roster of girls that I fantasize about when I masturbate.
The Laker Girls are my favorite cheerleading squad and love watching the show on Time Warner Cable SportsNet to see all of you as you audition for a spot on the squad and get my first glimpses of the girls that I'll be seeing on the sidelines and on the court during the season.
I always look forward to that day when the squad is selected and I finally get to see all of you beautiful ladies on the website. I go through the pictures looking for those one, two, or maybe three girls that catch my eye. I have a particular type and when I see my type, I just love looking at the pictures while I sit nude in front of my computer with a Fleshlight, a bottle of KY, and a box of Kleenex. Other times, I'll have the show on while I'm sitting nude in front of my television enjoying the view and appreciating the beauty, grace and sex appeal of all you girls.
I first noticed you earlier this year when you were doing an appearance at Carl's Jr. as part of the Lunchtime with the Laker Girls promotion. You looked sexy wearing your Laker Girl/Carl's Jr. uniform and I couldn't take my eyes off you. I usually show up for one or two of the events, but never approach any of you girls. I am really just a shy guy and wouldn't know what to say to you or embarrass myself due to the sheer excitement of being around you, feeling your hand on my hip and smelling your perfume while you pose for pictures.
While you signed autographs and took pictures, I took a few with my phone and stroked myself to those and the other pictures of you that I found online when I got home later that afternoon. I found photos from your days as a cheerleader at Arizona State University when you were Sports Illustrated's Cheerleader of the Week on their website. You looked gorgeous in those photos and I imagined you looking into my eyes and checking out my nude body and my fully erect penis while I stroked it in your honor.
I remember how good it felt to have my cock in my hand, slowly and gently stroking myself while I thought about you and all the wonderful sexual scenarios I imagined us engaged in. You were into what we were doing as I was and the enjoyment you were experiencing in my fantasy only fueled my desire and excitement as all those pleasurable feeling and sensations ran throughout my entire body.