She said it will help youto feel more comfortable and at home in class and not to look out ofplace in the Ladies changing room, if you put your manhoo... in the sheathand put on the other items of clothing."I opened the package.It contained a crimson leotard, a gaff and a pair of 10 denier slightlyblack seamed pantyhose."You have got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed."We don't have time for this now. You don't know when another man willturn up to get changed for the next class and you won't want to. ?You can?tjust join you have to be initiated.? Now Pam didnot know what initiated meant, but she was determined. ?I will do anything youwant? she replied bravely. A longsilence ensued from inside the tent, then one of the boys, spoke: ?Ok, you cancome in.?Pam pulledthe flap back on the tent and entered, to see the boys sitting quietly on thetent floor with some magazines (she later new they were ?girlie? magazines),and sandwiches and a plastic jug of Koolaid. Much less mysterious than Pam had. “Sorry Mistress, did I need your permission?” he quipped, then blew a smoke ring. I observed him for a moment, “Probably not, I'm sure Brent won't mind.” “Good, I wouldn't want to get blacklisted... I love it when you're so damned bossy, by the way.” I threw him a look and returned to the bedroom. I quickly pulled on a pair of pyjamas and delved into my bag, for a dressing gown. “Why not come and join me for ten minutes?” Luke called from the lounge. “Okay, give me a minute,” I said. What harm. Even then it was lame at the time but it was the only way I could work myself up into doing it. I thought the whole thing through for over a week and one night Ada and I sat down for dinner as we'd do normally. It was a cold windy night and we were having tamales, salad and red wine. I noticed she was drinking more of it tonight than usual. Then... "Could I ask you something? It's kinda personal and I'm embarrassed to ask". she said. Ada had a very formal upbringing as a Roman Catholic in.