That took care of that set of tasks. She turned to me, wiping her hands with a kitchen towel. “Now, you. Go take a shower. Let me put a new dressing...on your leg.”“Yes, ma’am,” I replied in an overly subservient tone.She snickered. “Good patient. Just do as you’re told. I’m gonna start a load of laundry. And I’ll do MY shower.”I went into my bedroom, stripped, and showered in the master bathroom that adjoined it. The hot water felt good. I missed my home shower. My leg was giving me twinges of. I told him I was fine and that it wasn't that far away. He rolled up his window and drove away. All the way to school I couldn't stop thinking about how hot he was. I walked to my first class which was Gym. When I went to the locker room to change I saw the teacher's door wide open. I went in there to see who I would have this year. When I went in there, there was no one there. I dressed out and went into the Gym. When the teacher walked out every girl gasped and started whispering. I would've. Getting out of bed, I lurched a bit before steadying myself. Wow, I was buzzed. Sally looked at me oddly 'Are you okay?' she asked. All I could do was giggle. This was really weird. I tried putting on my underwear but it didn't seem to fit me right, like I'd lost a waist size. Sally went next door for help. She returned with Janet, Becky, Louisa and Chris. I guess the sex-toy salesman spent the night, I thought, giggling. Louisa and Becky looked great; someone must have given them a makeover,. As he launched into another trip down memory lane, one that would end up with the two of us nearly getting expelled for breaking into a sorority house, I took a closer look at Bart DeBonnet. He was a little beefier than he had been back then, with the makings of a double chin, but with his linebacker shoulders he carried the weight well. He still had a full head of unruly blond hair, and his wide face was unblemished and unwrinkled. He still had the devilish smile that made women melt and their.