This story will reunite Peyton with her two favorite cheerleaders for a nostalgic performance at TRIC’s. Much like the show where friendship suffere...d from actions, lies and vindictiveness one person more than any other One Tree Hill resident is determined to exact revenge on the pretty Peyton.All is not well as the chance to relive her cheering day wearing One Tree Hill Cheerleader Uniforms once again. Brooke had used her designing talents to make authentic looking cheerleader uniforms down to. I had to think of an excuse to go outside. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed my dog Mocha. I grabbed the leash by the coat rack, attached it to Mocha’s collar and headed for the door. I walked out as soon as Mr Ferguson looked up from the trunk of his car. “Hey, Ms Montgomery!” he shouted. “Mr Ferguson? Hey! How are you?” I asked. “I’m doing great! Just unpacking some boxes!” he shouted a little louder. “I gotcha!” I yelled. He started walking over to me. I was so freaking out inside. I had to. That never registered with me at the time. As CEO it seemed the women just accepted it. When the Assistant Manager resigned the field of candidates was down to three, me included. Roger, the CEO, Said he would do interviews and said he would come to our homes as he wanted to make sure to promote someone who had a steady home life. I questioned his motives to the other guys vying for the job. They too expressed concern but we all decided to go with the flow. May be best man win.He started his. They lay together awhile, Gerald leaning on top of Julie, both panting with the exertion. Her shoulders were on the sofa, her arms stretched in front of her. Her ass had been raised but now slumped down to the bed in exhaustion.After a minute or so Gerald pulled out of Julie’s hole and he slapped her ass.“That was pretty good, call me the next time you’re watching the house, I’ll come over and fuck you again.”“What?” Julie sounded groggy like she wasn’t sure where she was.I had to scramble as.