Faye was driving and Delilah was in the passenger seat as they headed down the highway.  In the back of the Jeep Grand Cherokee, four gagged 18-year-old cheerleaders - Emma, Denise, Katie, and Ary - were bound, gagged, in a pile and whining constantly.

"I just love that sound, don't you?" Delilah exclaimed.  "Keep whining you dumb whores!" she hollered back at them.  

"I can tolerate it for a payday," Faye replied.  "It won't last - by the time we get them there I bet they'll all be passed out from exhaustion.  That's usually what happens."

"Speaking of a payday, how much do you think we'll get for the whole set?"

"He always pays well for cheerleaders," Faye answered.  "Apparently he gets a lot of requests for them.  That head cheerleader should nab us twenty large alone; maybe fifty for all of them."

"Twenty five grand for each of us - not bad for a day's work!"

The incessant whining continued in the back as Faye's phone rang.  "Go ahead, answer it for me," she motioned to Delilah.

"Hi, who is this?"  The Jeep had Bluetooth so she was able to put it on speaker.

"My name's Kim.  I'm the one you talked to about the cheer squad?"

Delilah hit the mute button for a moment then turned to Faye.  "I thought you said we got them all?"

Faye smiled as she looked back at Delilah.  "We got all the ones we were supposed to get.  Just listen, ok?"  She unmuted the phone just as Kim said, "Hello? Are you still there?"

"Yes, we're still here," Faye responded.  "And thank you for delivering these four dumb bitches to us.  It was obvious they had no clue they had been set up - and by their teammate no less."

The whining in the back grew louder.

"You took them? I thought you were just going to humiliate them for a while.  It sounds like you're in a car?"

"That's right, we have to transport them to our buyer."

There was silence on the other end for a moment.

"That's cold you know!" Delilah chimed in. "I always knew cheerleaders could be nasty ass bitches but not to each other!  Why'd you do it? I'm just wondering."

"They treated me like shit all year long just because I'm...on the fat side! Especially the head cheerleader.  She actually told me to my face today that the only reason I was even on the squad was because we had to have five seniors.  They NEVER invited me to any of the parties they went to.  I hate them so much!  Whatever happens to them they totally deserve!"

The whining got as loud as it had been since they left the warehouse.  Faye and Delilah couldn't stop from laughing.

"The head cheerleader - is she the one with the rack? and the brown pigtails?" Delilah finally recovered from her laughing fit long enough to ask.

"That's her, Denise!" Kim bellowed.

"Good to know," Delilah chuckled as she grabbed a pen and paper from the glove box and wrote down 'Denise'.  "So again thanks for being such a cold hearted bitch, and we'll remember you when we are counting all our cash."

"Hey, do I get a cut of that? I mean you wouldn't have them if it weren't for me."

Delilah muted the phone again.  "What do you think, should we throw her a bone? A finder's fee? That's basically what we are getting too."

"I'll answer her."  Delilah unmuted the phone as Faye replied, "Once we see how much we actually get paid, we'll give you a finder's fee.  On one condition, of course, you don't breathe a word about this to anyone.  Who knows, perhaps we can enlist your services again in the future.  We've got your number now, we'll call you."

"Okay thanks!" Kim gushed.  "Talk to you later!"  And the call ended.

"You sure you know what you're doing Faye? Giving away some of our hard earned cash?"

"You heard me.  We might be able to use her again.  She'll probably be off to college in the fall, and you know what that means."

"Fine."

"And why did you bother writing that whore's name down? You know our buyer doesn't care if they have names or not."

"I know, doesn't mean I can't have some fun until we get there, right?"

The phone rang again, and Delilah went ahead and answered it, recognizing the number.

"So," the male voice on the other end spoke, "I understand you're on your way with another delivery for me."

"Yes, four cheerleaders, all 18.  Three brunettes, one blonde."

"Excellent.  All fine specimens, I trust?"

"Oh yes," Delilah answered.  

"I was getting low on brunette inventory too. So this is perfect timing.  How far away are you?"

"Two hours," Faye responded.  "Hopefully they aren't damaged at all by the time we get there."

"I hope not either, for your sake.  You know I don't pay as much for damaged goods.  This is why I tell you to carry bins with you."

"I'm not sure we could have fit four bins in the back even with the back seat down, and we didn't have time-"

"I don't want to hear your excuses.  I'll inspect them when you get here."  And the phone hung up with a click.

Delilah turned to Faye.  "He's right, we could have slipped by Home Depot on the way to the warehouse and grabbed four of those big Rubbermaid totes.  They're not that expensive."

"Well hindsight is 20/20, right? And they seem to be quieting down so maybe they haven't been damaged much if at all."

"Yeah it has gotten quieter.  Guess they wore themselves out from all that struggling and squirming and whining."  Delilah turned her head towards the back.  "Denise? You still awake, you stupid hooker?"

"Mmmm...mmmm..." was the rather subdued reply.

"Karma's a bitch isn't it?"

"Mmmmmmm..."

"I bet you're wishing you had been a little nicer to your 'friend', huh? You never for a second thought she would do something like this did you?"

"Mmm mmmm..."

"She betrayed your stupid ass.  Guess what, SHE will be the head cheerleader now, not you!"

"MMMM MMMMM!!!!!!"

"She will be the one fucking the quarterback of the football team now, not you!"

"MMMM MMMMM!!!!!!"

"You're downright evil, Delilah.  You'd have made a great cheerleader yourself," Faye laughed.

"Ha. I had too much self-respect and brains.  And I could keep my legs closed."

"Mmmm...mmmm...mmmmmmmm..."

"Poor thing," Faye chuckled, "I think her friends have already passed out and she'll soon be joining them."

"It does make it easier to get them unloaded when they are fast asleep!"

"Yes it does.  And he can inspect them quicker which means we get paid quicker."

Delilah turned back one more time.  "Denise?" she whispered.

This time there was only silence.