"I'm afraid I have some bad news for you Mr. Lawson." he began. "It seemes your daughter has some minor mental deficiencies that have hindered her I.Q. development for her age."

Mr. Lawson was a calm man and he listened carefully to what Dr. Maples had to say. He and his wife Carol had already observed Tiffany's slow development in vocabulary and cognitive activity for quite some time. So it came as no surprise to him when he was informed that his young daughter was mentally retarded - albeit to a minor extent.

"Your daughter seems to be doing quite well in the area of hearing and recieving information, but it seems she has trouble processing and responding to it. Her reactions and responses to various questions are very slow - however she is thankfully responding." continued Dr. Maples. "We have some good news however. With the proper time and medication, we feel that Tiffany's ability to communicate and behave at a relatively normal level will improve dramatically - though she won't be very bright."

And so it was with Tiffany. Many years had passed since her diagnosis as a child and as the doctor predicted, her mental capability had improved steadily. Now at the ripe age of 16, she was a busty blonde bomshell and a cheerleader to boot. She was quite a slow learner, yet she somehow managed to pick up on all the basic manuevers being taught by her cheerleading coach Mrs. Abrems. The middle aged teacher knew of her problem and wisely placed her in simple situations - allowing her to perform basic cheerleading manuevers and avoid the harder ones. Tiffany stood at 5 ft. 6 inches tall and weighed a slender 110 pounds. Her firm hips and curvy bottom were the talk of the school and her C-cup breasts were just the right size for her figure. She looked extremely attractive in her red and white pleated cheerleading uniform complete with pink cheerleading panties, bright red knee high socks and black saddle shoes. In addition, she wore her hair in cute blonde pigtails which drove most of the boys crazy with lust. Tiffany worked very hard to keep up with the rest of the girls on the cheerleading squad. She gave that extra wiggle with her bottom and rose her cheerleading skirt just a little higher to please the boys on the football team. When some of the girls on the squad became jealous of the special treatment she was being given by Mrs. Abrems, they attempted to keep her out of practice. But the boys on the team quickly put a stop to that. They enjoyed looking at Tiffany and knew just how stupid she was. That was what made her so special. Tiffany was very impressionable and could be coerced into doing just about anything - given the right circumstances. Each and every athlete in the school daydreamed about how to take advantage of the dumb blonde. Even the faculty was aware of Tiffany's dim little mind. Take for instance Mr. Myers - her English teacher. He enjoyed taking advantage of Tiffany. Once a week after school, he would call the stupid blonde into his private office for "special tutoring." He already had a master plan worked out whereby Tiffany would never finish her lessons - she would only become more confused and have to do sexual favors for him in order to pass her tests. It was perfect. In fact, today was that special day of the week when Tiffany had to come in for her private lesson. Tiffany swallowed hard during this time of the week, she hated missing the first hour of cheerleading practice. Mr. Myers had advised her to come dressed in her cheerleading outfit in order to reduce the time she would need to change and get ready for practice. Tiffany was too dumb to realize that it didn't matter whether she got changed before or after her session with Mr. Myers - she still had to put in a full hour's worth of private time with him. For some reason she couldn't figure out, she always seemed to be an hour late for practice anyway. This didn't bother her much though. She enjoyed her time with Mr. Myers in more ways than one.......(cont)