Kevin had his head peered round the door, and Sarah wiggled her hips as she walked towards him. And then she froze.Walking directly towards her, open-...outhed and shocked was a young man with short blonde hair and a big rucksack. He had just got out of the lift and had a key in his hand."Hi," he said nervously as a bright-red Sarah passed him in the corridor. He was a few years older than her, and had a kind, warm face with soft eyes and chiselled features.Sarah took a deep breath. "Hiya," she. " So what. You don't need anything underneath. ...But you tricked me into losing my shirt " I did not trick you in losing your shirt. You let Ted pull it off....Ted, give her back her shirt." Hell no," answered Ted, grinning as he looked at Shelley. "I'm keeping it for a while. It's my insurance policy, to secure your good behavior. And besides, what you're wearing is perfectly presentable. You wear less than that at the beach. ...Really, you look great. Not at all indecent." Okay, captives,. He’s one hell of a swimmer, like a lot of Somali men from coastal cities, and he taught me how to swim. I guess racist old white guys in Ottawa would be surprised to hear that. Anyhow, I’m used to being the exception wherever I go. Back in high school, I excelled at chess, fixing computers and racquetball. I couldn’t play football or basketball to save my life. What can I say? I am only me. Anyhow, back to the story, alright? There I was, in the gym with all the buff guys and sexy ladies, when. I could see the looks on the faces of my class. Most of the Men smirking and Giggling and most of the Women looking at me with that look in their eyes that they were glad it wasn’t them, most had a smirk too.The Doctor slid the stethoscope up and down and then announced, that he had just two more tests to complete and with that I felt my knickers pulled down to the floor.“Be a good girl and step out of them would you?” the Doctor asked.The class could hold it no longer, they burst into.