"Yeah, that's how it is for poor guys like us, Sir, notallowed no fun". He lowered his eyes, but the grin never left his face. "Andwhat did you steal,...Christine?" "Underwear, Sir". "Tenyears for a bra and a pair of panties?" "Yes, Sir". She lookedbriefly at me, then averted her eyes, but not before I'd caught a look of sheerterror. I shook my head. "Can you make me a vodka martini, Fred?" "Atonce, Sir". I sat down in a deck chair beside the pool and was a few minuteslater offered a glass by the. I planted that idea in you, to play a trick on you. I even got Lindsey in on it. That's why she talked to you, today." She started laughing again, and I felt the fool. I had been duped. I couldn't be too angry though, because I had cheated on their game too. I just hoped they never asked me how I could tell them apart."Oh, don't look so upset," Shanna told me. "I'll still give you a kiss." She placed her hands on my shoulders, stood on her toes, and this time the kiss she gave me was a real. No mention was made all weekend about the upcoming Frosh Week at school. Both my parents had attended Hayes High when they were young, so they were aware of and actually approved of the freshman hazing rituals. But neither of them said a word either of encouragement or sympathy. The most I got out of dad had been, " Be brave, obey and give your school mates a good laugh."I dressed in casual gear but made sure my underwear was brand new. After all, that's what I and eleven others might be. "Yes we had great fun although I'm not sure reminiscing whilst I'm sat here alone is going to cause anything but frustration!" I replied. "You're alone?" She asked "can I text rather than email then?" "Sure". Moments later my phone buzzed. A message had been received and my eyes lit up when I read the words "new picture message received". I couldn't unlock my phone fast enough and I was not disappointed once I had. Covering the entire screen of my iPhone was a fantastic pair of breasts cupped.