"Hey, I thought there were no real clothes for me to wear?" That was yesterday," Pamela smiled. "We, uh ... actually stocked up a bunch of clothes for...you to wear in the closet. We all voted as to what clothes we thought you might look best in. Tuxedo came in second." What came in first?" I asked, curious."Jeans with no shirt," Pamela grinned.I rolled my eyes.Just 20 minutes later and everything was all set. Heather stood in front dressed in a more formal long, black dress, holding a bible."I. Also, they go bald and grow hair on the palms of their hands. Don’t shake hands with my brothers, you’ll get a rug rash from the fur.”Toni mimed sticking her fingers down her throat and gagging, then grabbed her V-neck top from the floor. She pulled it on. She never wore a bra, her pert and perky B-cup tits didn’t need the support, and she liked it when people stared at her nipples. Likewise, she made sure she pulled her thong up so that it was visible above her jeans. “I don’t want to think. They themselves had made sure to play it up--they had had special costumes for the OD made for Nationals.Sophia was wearing a red dress, with a bit white "W" in the middle. It was basically a University of Wisconsin cheerleading outfit. Warren completed the image with a grey sweatshirt with "WISCONSIN" written across it in red letters, and white pants. They took the ice for the warm-up, and the Wisconsin students in the audience went nuts."These costumes were one heck of a great idea, Pookie,". Chance jumps visibly. He turns around, a little red in the face. “Did ... did you just come down?” he asks.A smile crosses Rory’s face and she suddenly finds her voice and a little wittiness to follow. “No, I just sat here watching you beat off.” She smirks. “Of course I just got up. Didn’t you here the toilet flush?” Mortified, Chance stands there without anything to say. His face is beat red, like a fat kid on a diet caught with his hand in the cookie jar. “Say, is that a bowl of.