" I bet you got a full underwear drawer." Alex said."I've got way too many for any one person. I just can't stop buying them.I've been told I have an ...nderwear fetish." I replied.I was definitely thicker and fuller and needed to cover up quickly. Myshorts didn't cover up the growing bulge. I could see his goods hangingloosely in his shorts, balls down his left leg opening, his penis pushingagainst the fabric in the center. This was getting to be a sexually chargedevent.We walked our usual. He looked eight feet tall even when I knew he wasn't, but beside of my five-ten he towered over me."God man, I'm thinking Arlene lucked out." We headed back into town and were still back before the women showed up. Jimmy was anxious about finding a job, so I wrote a note and sent him off to see if my friend would hire him. He left his new clothes in my old room lying on the bed. Randy asked to ride on behind him, but I thought that was a bit much and too soon and said no. We had to get to know. I went into Ms Thornton's office to drop off her stuff and she was on the phone drinking coffee with one of her long legs up on the desk. I'm in love with Miss Thornton; she's so beautiful and sexy with her long skirts and suit coats that hide everything but how beautiful she is. She has her own office with blinds on the windows and a grand view of the freeway. Everyone was afraid of her and I was too because they always said "yes ma'am" and "no ma'am" and acted so business-like when they were. Her hair was shortand spiked. She wore long jewelled earrings.Our drinks arrived. She had something bright blue in a bottle, I hadanother dewed glass of lager and she clinked her bottle against it."Thanks," I said. "Probably I should have bought you a drink."Zoe lifted that eyebrow again. "In a place like this you're worriedabout last century's conventions?" I'm old-fashioned?" I tried."Really? In here! Anyway, conventions like all that boy-girl rubbishdon't hold here." She shrugged. "I'm not.