Coach Summers began doing weekly weigh-ins, just like Sergeant Donaldson did. He also put charts up on the wall of his office, with their names and th... amount of weight they were losing, along with some other stuff, like the number of push-ups or sit-ups they could do, and their speed at the mile run. Some of the guys on the team still made fun of them, but amazingly, they all started to lose some weight, and their times and performance all improved. When Clyde lost ten pounds, we had a small. He has a full bladder and his piss keeps flowing out all over my hair, on my face, into my mouth, on my nipples, down my belly, onto my armpits. It is a long hot golden shower and the taste is quite sweet as it is only water that he has been drinking. He finishes and tells me to stand up and he lays down. "Piss on me" he orders again and I stand there trying to empty my bladder which is taking some time to get started. While I am looking at him he pees some more squirting it over his chest and. All the girls were smiling as theywatched me squirm there in the middle of the room. Clearly I had nofriends in this place. But what could I do? If I didn't acceptMelissa's ultimatum, my career could be finished. And besides, howcould I leave the beach house wearing only women's lingerie? I wasscared. After a long minute of silence, I responded."OK then," I conceded. "I'll do what you want. But come Monday nobodyfinds out, right?" Have you already forgotten your rules!" Melissa snapped back.. "Where did that fucking lighter go?" She mutters, fishing through her purse and her fingers grasped around her white lighter. Cupping one hand over the cigarette, she flicked the lighter, lighting it and took a long drag. Leah could feel the stress melt away as the smoke surged into her lungs, and nicotine shot through her veins.What she was dreading the most was the roommate schedule. Roommates were everything at university. Leah knew how important it was that roommates could at least co-exist.