"These are VERY nice," I said, running my hands over the delicious friction of a stocking as I slid the hose down over my left calf which I was holdin... aloft, my toes a-point. Madame H peered up only briefly and said, "They're very dear, don't go walking over uncarpeted floors in them if you want to wear them again. All that is yours to keep afterwards, you know. Lagniappe, you lucky boy. Oh, and do put on the wig, Betty, I hate it when some of you sissies like to parade around in your crew. Later on that day Tom had helped him work it out, Jason face down on hislawn, doing everything he could. He never did get that knot out, themassage session had be cut short when Tom had inadvertently found asensitive area around the small of Jason's back.Jason remembered exactly where that spot was but he bided his time. Hestarted instead on the shoulders, brushing aside Jason's rich, brown,shoulder-length hair gently as he went."Mmm," Jason sighed, "that's nice but it doesn't hurt there. A. "I just remembered somethingI need to do first." He watched the girls shrug their shoulders andhead to class while he headed to the library and got his new booksbefore going to his first class. "Shouldn't you be in class?" The principal asked as he opened hisoffice door. "I was so nervous before, I didn't realize how hot he is." Carlthought to himself before speaking. "I'm sorry sir. It's womanproblems." "Whatever woman problems someone like you has, I don't want toknow." He said as he watched. Needing to correct something on his paper, Pat let go of Teresa's hand to write. She acted like nothing happened. Something did happen though. She developed a crush. Normally, the guys Teresa went for were in their twenties and were bad boys, but someone younger than her? The thought used to make her sick. Class was coming to and end but she couldn't help but make small looks at him. He was cute but she still couldn't believe she was "crushing."The bell rang and everyone gathered their stuff.