’ Please, I’ll have like a million-to-one odds of actually getting to meet the ‘Angel’ of my dreams. I immediately entered in to win. Of cours..., I watched the show every week, but I just HAD to work the ONE DAY they were gonna tell who the winner was. There was no way I could get out of it, only if there was a nuclear war going on and a bomb was gonna be dropped on my place of business (not gonna tell ya’ll what that is). So, I taped it, and me living in NJ, it’s on at 9, and I don’t get out of. 'I exit in my giant frock and head to the sissy bathroom. I spit out thetampon and flush it down with the maxi pad. I wipe off the mark and I amabout to replace it with lipstick. I turn around and Gina and her goonsare standing in the doorway. They are grinning, my heart goes cold. Iflooks could kill. Gina rushes me. I dodge her and try to dodge Wendy butit's hopeless in this dress. Wendy flattens me with a 'clothesline' armtackle across my chest. I fall to the floor but I try roll towards. My cover was momentarily moved back, I could feel her breath on my face, then she had covered me again and quickly left, closing the door behind her. I looked around the room, massaged my hard cock and then went back to sleep. I would have a wank later. I showered and dressed for lunch. Jessica was her normal self, asking me if I slept well etc. We ate, then she left me and went shopping. I spent the day thinking about what I had seen and had another wank. That morning I didn’t sleep, I heard. Nick didn't miss the glances that everyone snuck in Eddie's direction. Eddie was blonde, dumb, good looking and well liked. It was almost impossible not to like him. He was easygoing and a lot of fun at a party. He got bad grades, but not bad enough to fail out. It didn't seem to phase him at all to get a "C" grade. He even got the occasional "B." Then again, he was a physical education major; his course load wasn't exactly challenging. All the guys wanted his large biceps and washboard abs..