So I suggested to Vinny that he shouldsee the older episodes to start and get a handle on what was happening.He watched several episodes in a row.Whil...e he was watching I noticed that he didn't sit properly (ladylike) forthe skirt he was wearing. He was dangerously close to showing the crotchof his pantyhose. I told him after dinner that he should keep a notice ofhow the women in the programs he now watched would sit and walk and try toemulate them while he was dressed-up. It took him a while. His presence there seemed incidental to their activity—they’d had their fun and were happy to leave him in semi-captivity. He sagged in the chair, feeling somewhat like the poor bastard in Reservoir Dogs, though happy that it was cum congealing on his skin and nothing else. His cock, while relieved, was still more hard than soft, thanks to the South American shit he’d taken. It was enhancing his body’s response to the snarky feminine giggles and memories of all the toying through which he’d. Cox said with a smile as she straightened up, and as she playfully reached over and squeezed Mike's bicep - making him glad he wore the tank-top if not the revealing shorts - she added, "I used to play field hockey back in college and liked to mix it up but those days are long past."Mrs. Cox knelt on the pad and Mike eased down to his knees on the grass to join her, wishing he could have seen Mrs. Cox playing field hockey when she was his age and longing to be a fly on the wall in the showers. Any average guy could ask a girl out on a date without expecting her reply to be, “I don’t know ... Are you working out?”The Gamma Alpha Eta fraternity had only just opened there last year, and even though the members were extremely popular with the ladies, they were having trouble keeping their membership up. You see, they had more competition for the jocks and the muscle heads, and Southeast State wasn’t really well known for their athletes. There weren’t as many guys interested in getting.