Instantly I was transported back in time to my youth when I had firstexperienced a similar sound, but this was far more intense. Gerry cameto stand b...fore me holding a very full bridal petticoat. I stared at itwith my eyes and mouth wide open. I couldn't believe it; I was about toexperience wearing the most feminine petticoat I had ever seen.Quickly, I reached down and grabbed my skirt, lifting it; bring the hemup to my knee. Gerry piled the petticoat on the floor before me andguided me as. The presentations weren't that tedious; they were rather succinct and to the point, and one professor even gave a presentation on one of his pet hobbies--the history of watch-making. Later in the evening, some of the students and faculty did a few skits poking fun at some of the eccentricities of said people (and, considering how small the department is, we sure do have a lot of weird people, myself included). Everything was in good fun.I found myself mostly circulating away from Liz, if only. I actually got her hooked on watching porn movies. Keri is very open about the things she likes to do during sex and she’ll pick out the movies we are going to watch. Seriously, I’m not bullshitting you at all!Keri learned everything about being a good housewife from her mother. Great cook, house keeper and all. I taught her everything she now knows about sex. I remember being on the beach in Jamaica. Keri would stare at all the guys and had a knack for finding the hung men and laugh and joke. "Hang up his coat," commanded Craig.John dutifully took his coat, without making eye contact, hung it in the hall closet then stood and waited. "This is weird,” Joe thought to himself.Craig cleared his throat, still staring at Joe. Joe was confused. He was obviously supposed to do something, but what? Craig cleared his throat even louder, and then unbuttoned Joe’s shirt, pulled off the t-shirt along with the remaining clothes, handed them to John who disappeared into the bedroom. Joe stood.