Dawn of a New Day

"AAAAAAAAH! FUCK, YES!"

Crimson groaned as she heard Leshawna climax from Loser Class. "How many is that again?" She asked.

"Counting that one, 73." Ellody replied, ever the calculator.

"They've been at it all night! I can't believe those two stupid teams get to get off and we don't." Crimson complained.

"How did we even lose that last dumb challenge anyway?" Sugar asked angrily.

"Josee and Izzy abandoned the challenge to go to a camp of sex monks." Ellody explained.

"OHHHHHHH, GAWD!" Gwen screamed as she came next.

"We need to start strateegerizing so we can make sure we don't lose again!" Sugar said.

"You mean start strategizing." Ellody corrected.

"Don't get smart with me, brainiac!" Sugar yelled.

"Relax. I agree with you." Ellody said. "I'm not a fan of losing either. Statistically, our team consists of the best players in this game. We just need to make sure to work together and play to our strengths and we should be able to get our winning record back on track."

Sugar cringed as her ears were pierced by the noise of Jasmine having an explosive orgasm up in Loser Class. "Man! Why didn't we ever think to use Dawn like that?" She asked. "What do you think, Crimson?" No response. "Hey, where'd Crimson go?"

Meanwhile, up in Loser Class, the Killer Sluts and Possible Virgins were taking full advantage of their Bitch for the day: Dawn and her magic fingers. Sanders screamed at the top of her lungs as Dawn finished fingering her, giving her an incredible, squirting orgasm. "Fuck, that was amazing…" Sanders panted when it was over.

"Me next! Me next!" Courtney exclaimed, literally shoving others out of the way to get to Dawn first.

"Hey, when do I get a turn?" Ella whined. [Ella: I hate the fact that everyone's been hogging Dawn all night! I mean, she's my girlfriend! Granted, nobody else knows about that, but it still makes me mad that I'm not getting a turn with her!]

"I'll be right back. I just need to use the bathroom real quick." Zoey said as she walked off towards the lavatory. It was already occupied when she got there. Zoey knocked on the door, dancing on the spot as she tried to hold it. "Excuse me? Can you hurry it up?" She asked politely.

"Hey, Zoey." Zoey yelped and wheeled around to find Crimson standing right behind her.

"Oh. Hello, Crimson." Zoey replied, a little creeped out.

"What are you doing here?" Crimson asked, smiling and inching closer towards her.

"Just, uh… Waiting to use the bathroom." Zoey replied, backing up against the wall, quite terrified at the moment.

"You know, I've been thinking about how amazing you were to me back in the last two challenges." Crimson said, her face practically an inch from Zoey's. "I was kinda hoping maybe we could…"

At that moment, Anne Maria came out of the bathroom. "All yours, doll." She said, walking past Zoey and Crimson.

"Oh, thank God." Zoey quickly rushed into the bathroom and away from Crimson. [Zoey: I don't want to sound mean, but Crimson really gives me the creeps. I'm starting to think that the fact that I'm the only person on this show who's given her an orgasm has made her develop a crush on me, but she's just not my type. I really don't want to hurt her feelings by rejecting her. Plus she's really scary, so I'm worried what she'd do to me if I did. If I do break Crimson's heart and she kills me or eats me alive or something, please tell my parents and my hamster that I love them]

Zoey remained in the bathroom, wanting to avoid Crimson, for the next hour and a half until Chris came over the loudspeaker. "Attention, ladies. We'll be landing at our destination shortly. Please fasten your seatbelts and start preparing for your next challenge. I hope you're ready for a really spooooooky time!"

"What do you think that means?" Crimson asked, rejoining her team in First Class. She gasped excitedly. "Do you think we're in Transylvania again?"

"Wherever we are, we're gonna win whatever challenge Chris throws at us!" Sugar said confidently. "Bring it on, host-man!"

The plane landed and the girls all stepped off the plane. They were met with an air that smelled faintly of death and several cajun spices.

"Welcome to New Orleans!"