‘Look, Nancy, can I call you Nancy?’ She nodded. Rick went on, ‘Well, anyway, you’re not gonna say anything that I haven’t heard before, so ...ust go on and tell me what happened.’ ‘Okay. When I started to change clothes, I got this feeling…. that someone was watching me. Have you ever felt that way?’ she asked. Rick nodded his assent. ‘Anyway, I had my skirt up around my waist, and started to slide my pantyhose down, when I felt this… presence.’ Go on,’ Rick pressed. ‘I looked toward the. It was unwise to agree to go. Inside there’s a couple of bars, a casino, and a stage. There’s a comedian, several it turns out, a compere who looks and sounds like a gameshow host, and......dancing girls. Everywhere the waitresses are in short skirts. I’m just terrified to look anywhere, I’m completely unprepared for this, I don’t even have a jacket and I know if I look at one of the lovely girls, waitressing or on stage, I’m going to get an erection and be the laughing stock of my work. We ate breakfast and talked for a bit. She began to look a little nervous so I asked her what was wrong. “Charlie, I really don’t want to go back home today, do you think I could stay a few more nights?” “Absolutely, my mom will be gone for our whole spring break, you can stay as long as you want.” She began to tear up a little bit and thanked me. She then gave me the biggest bear hug I had ever received. Upon jumping into my lap to give me a hug two things happened. First, the shirt. I woke up in a bed. I was still kind of groggy and pretty confused about how I ended up there. I figured Emma might have walked me to bed while I was half-asleep. A couple things went through my mind though, the first was that Emma did not skimp on bedding. This was easily the most comfortable thing I've ever slept on. The other thing was that my khakis were missing as was my shirt, watch and socks. I still had boxers and an undershirt on though. I looked around and saw my shirt and pants.