I still couldn't believe an Ex of mine was actually a hot Hooters girl. Being one with a small, tiny, thing for uniforms, I couldn't believe I had let... this one slip through my fingers. Regardless, she was making me pay for it now.She giggled, squirmed and jumped up and down at certain parts of the story, but in the end, I knew what the result would be."Aw, you are so adorable! To even think my bull of a boyfriend would accept you into our little arrangement is...well...it's cute, but you know. Would you be ableto give me a call before you leave tonight, and we'll meet up?" Sure. I guess it will make the journey more pleasant. I'll callyou." Thanks, I'm waiting! Bye."I put the phone down, but it seemed like it was less than an hourbefore I was picking it up to call her again. The day of dictateddocumentation through audio headphones was delirium inducing. Lunchalmost passed me by without a whisper. Only the repeated taps on myshoulder got me to eat, and the same repeated taps. "Sam spent a good fifteen minutes walking around the house in the heels,he got better, but still didn't feel good enough to walk very far inthem. And, said, "I don't think I should try walking to my house inthese. I'll break my neck on the sidewalk." That's okay, honey. Heels do take practice. The sandals will look allright."He changed shoes, and they headed for the twin's house. On the way, acar with two boys honked at them as it went by. And, then went aroundthe block, and went past them. We had both gotten ours at a very young age while we were swimmers. He told me how when he was in high school, he used to wear jammers, but envied the kids that wore speedos. He had a huge crush on the captain of the team and stole his speedos out of his bag and took them home. Smelling the captain on those speedos was the hottest thing in the world to him. He put them on, and came almost immediately. All while he’s telling me this, he’s stripping down to his speedo.He had a bright red speedo.