DON’T LET MY ERECTION GET IN THE WAY OF MY EDUCATIONThe line of students marched around the whole Admin Wing as Eleanor made her way through the doo...s to her office. She didn’t seem phased at all and even seemed to have a little smile on her face. Katrina noticed this as she stood there with her own placard at the entrance to the building as Ms. Ferguson pressed her way through the picketers.Stephen Bartell was standing next to Katrina. He was starting at BSC the following week and was also. He handed Lucy her drink, cleared his side of the bed of all the pillows and set down the wooden tray in their place. He pulled a side chair up to the bed, turned it to face the TV, and plopped his still naked ass down in it. All was comfy now. Just like married folk.He grabbed his Scotch and soda from the tray, lifted it, and said, almost in a whisper, "Cheers, baby!" Lucy threw back, "My bottom's up!" Tag chuckled. They sipped.Tag broke the short silence that followed. "Out of curiosity,. .No, I don't know how to explain why I feel compelled to do it. But through the power of story telling maybe I can at least try to detail why I believe I came to feel this way about it. Let's start with Episode 1.Hobby.noun, plural hobbies.1. an activity or interest pursued for pleasure or relaxation and not as a main occupationA few years ago I was busying myself with this dictionary definition of the word hobby. I felt it was missing something. It lacks the concept that the activity or. Steve and Bob were not drooling yet--I checked.Then she kicked her little shoes off. She zipped and worked on the pants, pulling them inside out to get them down. Red garters appeared. I could not believe this. In seconds she was standing there looking like the Mona Lisa in bra, panties and long white stockings. She sat down and stuck her legs up in the air."Anybody want to help me lose the stockings?" she said.The herd stampeded. My husband was at her left, fumbling with the hook and eye on.