She didn’t like the way I was treating her.”“My boyfriend seems to want to control me. He wanted me to go to some frat party this weekend and I ...anted to go to Atlanta and see the Police in concert. We got into a fight and I don’t know what will happen when I get back but I couldn’t let him control who I am or what I do.”“I’m sorry to hear that. I wouldn’t mind seeing the Police. I love their music. My girlfriend thought that I was being too loving and too attached to her. She wants me to be. It was fantastic. Thanks for all you twohave done for me. This is the wildest weekend I've ever had." I patted her hand and she moved it up under my skort and caressed my hardcock. "Actually, sweetheart, this has been pretty mild. Stick with us andwe'll really show you wild." "Do you think Bob will really think I'm a girl?" "The only way he could tell is by your voice. You'll just have to keeppretending you have a sore throat. Oh, he might be able to tell one otherway," and she shook my cock. " That's how most of us feel", Nkechi laughed. "And you worried about being honest? That wasn't even close to being edgy."Now," she continued, "Do you remember what we explained to all of you about the pledging process? About nudity, getting hurt, all of that sort of thing?"Yes, I remembered. They made it pretty clear that there would be some nudity, some physical discomfort, pushing us to do things we probably hadn't done before. But they assured us that none would get hurt. No injuries, etc.. The assistant manager asked me if I would mind closingup as he really wanted to get home to his wife, I saidI would, so he handed me a spare set of keys to thestore and left, at this point I was alone, There was anhour left before closing and not a customer in thestore so I busied myself arranging the shoes on displayin our rather large display window.This was before the days when everything had to be inenclosed malls. This shoe store stood alone just off abusy main drag in a bedroom community.