I wasn’t sure what was going to happen but I had a pretty good guess that my fantasy may come true. We pulled into the parking lot and I put some cl...thes on and we went into the store. Once inside she asked the clerk where the booths where and he pointed towards the back. As we were walking to the booths we passed a number of guys in the store that watched as we headed into a booth. Once inside the booth my wife got her camera out and told me to take off my clothes and knee down in front of a. "You're kidding, right?"I couldn't keep back a frown. People have stereotypes about fraternities that are hard to shake. "No, I'm not. That doesn't mean we don't have jerks in the frat. We do. But getting our younger members to grow up and fly right is part of the older guy's responsibilities. Obviously I wasn't doing my job when they were harassing you, and I'm sorry about that. So, we had a chat. It won't happen again."I could see different emotions passing over her face. Then she clenched. She felt good about making an important difference in the poor fool’s life.She was closing up her tower for the day. Her luscious curves were still tightly sheathed in the red swimsuit that flattered her bountiful figure so well. She knew that lots of male eyes followed her as she worked the beach, and it made her feel good.She looked forward to getting back to Baywatch HQ so she could shower and change, then spend a nice lazy night at home in her apartment. Looking out from the tower window,. I had been veryfriendly with her in the few times that we'd met in the past - unusuallyfriendly for someone whom she shouldn't know."I don't know," she finally answered."Well, it was true," I told her while reaching up and pulling the wigfrom my head. I kept my eyes on hers. I was rewarded with an even largerlook of surprise than she had given me at the door earlier. She evengasped this time. Then she was screaming in excitement, much like I wouldexpect from the screaming teen fans."Megan!" she.