Mark looked out of the window as his mom's car barrelled down the road at a concerning speed. His mom was always a careful driver but today was different, she seemed in a hurry. It all began with a single phone call. Dean Ramsbottom had called the Anderson household that morning and Mark's mom had spoken to the dean for about 10 minutes, following which his mom had made him drop everything and follow her to the car. She had refused to elaborate any further.
"Can you please tell me what this is about mom?" asked Mark as he looked concernedly at his mother. "Don't worry about it markie, your sister and I will handle it." came the response as she reached over and ruffled through his hair. That told Mark everything he needed to know, "Don't call me that mom, I'm not a child! I'm not even a teenager anymore for god's sake." "To a mother, her children will always be young enough to coddle, no matter the age" replied her mom with a caring smile on her kind face.
Mild annoyance aside Mark knew what this was all about now. A few days ago Mark had gotten into some trouble for standing up to Aiden, somebody who had been a thorn in his side ever since his early school days. A typical bully Mark had found Aiden beating on Sheldon, the resident genius of his university. Mark had seen enough of the poor guy being put down over and over again, thus choosing to act and putting a stop to things. Only to be shoved aside as a reward. Aiden had even managed to get a couple of punches in before being stopped by jasmine, mark's elder sister. Jasmine was a teaching assistant at the university and had always been a protector to mark all through their lives. Athletic and strong willed, bullies often thought twice before messing with Mark, lest they get their ass whooped by 'Jasmine the bitch' as she was known in every bully circle. That was something Aiden had found out the hard way as the elder sister's kick had connected with her brother's assailant.
The whole thing had gotten messy with multiple teachers and students witnessing the whole thing and breaking it up. Aiden was seen dragging Sheldon away by the collar while swearing revenge. It had been a few days since then but Mark had expected some form of consequence given the number of witnesses. He assumed that Aiden's parents had probably approached the dean and hence there was an intervention or some sort of negotiation planned in the dean's office.
Mark got out his phone and checked in with his girlfriend milly, asking her if there was some buzz on campus about the whole ordeal. He quickly got a reply from her disregarding the whole thing while saying that everyone had been asked to gather in the entrance hall by the dean. "Fuck, is Ramsbottom intending to make this into some kind of public humiliation to make an example out of me." Mark exclaimed. "Language, young man!" His mother chided him. He rolled his eyes and looked up from his phone to see that they were just pulling into the parking out at his university.
Mark and his mother exited the vehicle and started walking towards the entrance to the old building. Mark was visibly anxious as his mother comforted him by saying, "Don't worry markie, regardless of what happens, we'll all stick together, always." "Thanks mom, where's Jaz?" enquired mark as his mother responded, "Oh she's already inside, I checked in with her after I received the call." Mark was somewhat relieved to hear that. With his caring mother and protective sister by his side, there was little that could bother him. Mark stepped inside as he held the door open for his mother. He saw his mother had a confused look on her face and as he turned around he made a face quite similar to his mother.
The entire campus seemed to have congregated in the entrance lobby. Almost arranged like a mediaeval court. With rows upon rows of students and teachers lining the sides with a red carpet in the middle. But it was not the carpet or the congregation that had stunned mark. It was what was at the head of the congregation. If this room was a royal court. That is where one would expect the throne to be, at the centre in front of everyone.
Mark's jaw dropped as he saw the 'throne'. At first he was stunned but he quickly recognized them. It was the cheerleading squad, Mark could recognize them as there had been many times he had walked past them stealing glances at their gorgeous bodies. Only this time he didn't have to steal glances as everything was right in front of him.
The entire squad had arranged their naked bodies in a way to create a throne. Three gorgeous redheads appeared to be sitting upright with their arms stretched behind them to support their weight as their chests made for a back rest. All three of them had their best smiles on beaming from cheek to cheek. Beneath them acting as supporters were the male cheerleaders bowing down in such a way where their backs acted as a perfect foundation for the redheads. At the sides were the famous blonde twins. Both perfect in every way, bending over at the waist with their asses out to the crowd in front while their faces seemed to be thrust into the redheads chests, their arms resting on their knees.
But the most shocking sight was the cheer captain herself. Mark had a crush on Preeti Sharma ever since he had first seen her. 'Pretty Preeti' everyone called her on account of her long luscious hair, perfect hourglass figure and blemish free brown skin. 'Pretty Preeti' was currently on her back, her hair laid across the floor as she held onto her ankles above her head. Her pussy was raised slightly because of this pose. That was when Mark broke through the absurd sight in front of him enough to notice him.
