We sat at the patio lounge table he wiping sweat from his forehead and body with his t shirt and I across from him sitting there like some infatuated ...chool girl and really and truthfully at that time of my life my mind was indeed just that.As we talked I got the feeling that this man was nothing at all what I had been hearing he was. He was absolutely polite, seemingly reserved, and a real gentleman. Yet I sensed somewhere deep in his soul there was this beast that wanted to explode out of. He very quickly got very close to me and started touching me and within one song, was holding me in his arms and touching my entire body. I was very drunk and by the time I realized what he was doing, I was too weak to push him off. I tried to and he told me it’s fine and that everyone does it and its only dancing. I told him I felt tired and couldn’t stand.So he picked me up on his shoulder and took me to his bedroom. I was very surprised and asked him what he is doing? He told me he cant let. Believe it or not, I was a fairly happy and well-adjusted student until ... well, let's say, until some bad decisions were made by all involved." She picked up a tartan kiltie skirt. "This was my favorite. I wonder if it still fits?"Cindy stripped off her jeans and fastened the skirt around her waist."You look cute in it," I remarked."Here's the blouse I used to wear with it." She slipped out of her tee and into a white, short-sleeved blouse and examined herself in the mirror."Looks great on. “My job was to judge the best equipment and ladies, let me tell you, we have a winner!” The woman applauded and she passed the envelope to the little blonde, Mindy. “I was to judge the best control and unlike many of our subjects, this guy has some serious control!”, she said gesturing toward me. The women continued to applaud and now I was red. Maria snatched the envelope from the little blonde. “I judged performance and let me tell you, this guy has it and knows how to use it!”, she said.