"Ah, the shy cheerleader. I have just the plan for you, then." Carla explained on the drive home, "Have your sister arrange a slumber party tomorrow night, but not invite too many girls. I'll invite Darlene for you."
Tomorrow was Friday you knew, and this sounded almost too perfect! Darlene was shy, without many friends, so its almost guaranteed she'll come.
"Okay Carla. But it might be hard to do on such short notice." you told her as you parked. After that, the two of you parted ways and you went inside to put things into action.

YES! Things went smooth as glass; the sleepover was set, your sister hafd two friends coming, and thought it was a great idea to invite shy little Darlene. (She also lightly teased you about it, thinking you were just trying to pick up Darlene as a girlfriend. Hey, who knows what could happen though?)

At school:

Carla told you at lunch that Darlene was fine with everything, even seemed a bit excited. And that she would meet you after school to go to your house. Being so thankful, you gave Carla a quick hug, which she shook you off with an annoyed grunt and a muttered "boys!" You didn't care though, this was perfect!

After school:

Darlene met you at the doors, her nervousness was easy to see.
"Hi there, Darlene! You ready?" you greeted her.
"I- I guess so." she softly answered.
"Hey, don't worry, we'll have fun. I know the other girls, heck- one's my sister remember?, and they're nice." you said. his put Darlene slightly at ease.

At your house:

Your sister, Selina, and her two friends were there, and you all stayed up late talking and getting to know each other. (You were actually pretty close with your sis and her friends) After everyone went to bed, you couldn't help noticing Darlene was sleeping barefoot; her goddess like feet on total display calling you! All the other girls were sound asleep, and you knew from previous sleepovers they were all heavy sleepers. Assuming it was a girl thing, you had no fear in trying to get some of Darlene's heavenly feet. You got on your knees and started sniffing at her toes. (She was on the couch, by the way) The scent was beyond words! But... what of the taste? There was only one way to find out, so you began to softly lick her sole.

But, before you could even register the taste, she stirred slightly, and you froze. Fearing she'd awaken, you held your breath. Instead, she just went on her side and continued dozing off.
When it was safe to breathe again, you...