People across not just America, but the entire world turned on their TVs, ignoring the channel or content, waiting for the promised program to start. ...his was a real grass roots effort, as anyone could tune in. Anyone with a radio or TV could participate, regardless of any restrictions imposed by either their governments or the commercial broadcasters. The Washington elite, the New York City or West Coast intellectuals, had to have their kids set their high-def TVs to receive the free broadcast. What he liked were girls that had a lot of pubic hair. He thought that was the most exciting, erotic thing to see, and actually told me that he wouldn't go out with any girl that had shaved herself bare there. Once school started, he even asked me to pay attention in the shower room after my phys. ed. class to see which girls had more hair than others. I told him that most of the girls in my p.e. class were freshman, like me, and that there were only a handful of third year students in the same. She was getting up to leave the room but I reached out and held her, feeling this was probably something that I should hear.“Hello? You’re going to have to keep it quiet, because Alex is trying to sleep,” she answered in an almost whisper.“What was that, Caroline?” she asked, becoming quickly concerned.“Yeah, don’t worry about it. We’ll meet you here,” she turned to me and explained briefly. “It’s Caroline. They went home a while ago with Chalise’s father and things started to get ugly. The. ”He sighed. “Sorry, but Sandra, my wife, she is a very jealous woman and I don’t want to fuck up our time off.”“Sorry, but I need your help.”“What? We haven’t spoken in at least five years and now you need my help, with what?”I looked around to make sure no one was around. “Tommy, my husband, I think he is bisexual but too scared to tell me.”“So, what do you want me to do?”I tilted my head and smiled up at him. “Do I need to remind you what happened in this house?”He blushed. “No, I do.