The attention on my body, and his attention was bold and obvious, had a high effect of turning me on. Then, he took it back out of my hands.“Take of... the thong.” I put my glass down, raised my butt from the chair, and slid the almost nothing bit of material down my legs and off. He held out his hand and I placed the material into it. While looking me in the eyes as I sat back down, he raised it to his nose and inhaled deeply. His eyes were twinkling as I stared back at him.He smiled. “We need. Youbetter sit out the rest of the class. Go back and get dressed. See Mr.Smith in the locker room; he'll have you assist in handing out towels."Coach Matthews' gentle nature changed as he looked to me."As for you, what's your problem?" He asked sternly, examining meclosely with his eyes."I'm not very good at sports, sir," I said, trying to avert his peeringeyes."Well, a boy your age should get out and get some exercise," he said."You've got arms like a girl."I nodded, but said nothing,. " I am sure she would too," Rebecca replied. "After all it was her plight that has sparked this whole thing off. There is nothing like a sobbing woman to transform my brilliant boyfriend into a Sir Galahad." She said grinning."If you had heard her story first you would have wanted to do something about it as well." I replied."Oh as the saying goes I would have given her tea and sympathy," she responded. "But I don't think I would have come up with an idea like yours. So that would not have done. Prashanth was laughing. And he to insisted her to wear that. She said ok and started to go to room, prashanth said no change here itself, but she didn’t agree, so I told her that ok go to room and change, but don’t wear bra and panty. She again blushed.And she came back after sometime, she was in short camisole, prashanth cant control and jumped on her kissed her make her sleep on the sofa and enjoying her body. I could see no bra inside her camisole but there was a panty under. I too couldnt.