The walls were a deep, thoughtful blue with little pictures and musings written about. Some of them were well done, while others seemed like they were...drawn by a drunken man or thought of by a 2 year old.Holding off on the panty raid, he looked for pictures of Kelly in a bathing suit, hopefully with friends dressed similarly. When no hard copies were found, he moved to the computer. With a few keystrokes, he was in.Mike found some good pictures of bikinis, but was utterly surprised by the. Right in front of a frat house. And that's when the paranoia from the weed kicked in. I was absolutely certain a bunch of guys would come racing out at any second and beat the living shit out of us. And I stopped walking, standing right there on the sidewalk, in front of the frat house, Omega Eta Pi. Or something like that. Colette turned to me, "Sweetie, we can't stay here. Your feet hurt, my feet hurt, and it's a little chilly for these outfits. Take a deep breath, man up, and let's go. Untie her." No need to go to all that trouble, after the care we took getting her inthere." Sugar set the ottoman back down and lifted the scarf. I startedup helplessly at my fianc?e, still panty-gagged as Spice said, "Let meget a knife. This cheap old thing has its uses..."The next thing I knew, another hole had been cut framing my butt, andJanet was smiling sweetly down at me. She was wearing a short skirt andthe skimpiest panties imaginable, and my lowly position gave me atempting view of. "Just a perk of the job!" Zoe giggles as she ushers myself, Lauren andKayla to the barre, where we begin our stretches. After ninety minutesof dancing- during which I'm repeatedly complimented on my progress byboth Krystie and Zoe- I head to the posh new changing room to pull mydress back on, only to be stopped by the arrival of Becca and Adeola,who physically turn me around and march me back into the studio."Not so fast, Miss Abbott!" Becca giggles."Yeah," Adeola laughs. "It was your birthday.