30 -IV FICTION CLASSICS #O

On the way to the motel, Lee and I touched up our faces, a little mascara, rouge for our cheeks and a touch of pink lipstick.

The boys checked into the motel while Lee and I stayed in the car. Lee was in the front seat fluffing and brushing his hair. I said, "Hope they remember to get twin beds. Shouldn't we go register for our room?"

The boy's came back and said, "OK, who wants to room with whom?"

I jumped in, "I'll room with Lee."

"But then I have to room with Joe," Sam said, "I always room with Joe. Let's do something different?"

Lee said, "Yea, Chris you sleep with Sam, and I'll sleep with Joe...I mean room with Joe."

So Sam carried my bag to our room. Our room was on the same floor as Lee's but down the hall. The room was cheery and had two king-sized beds.

We had a couple of hours before dinner, so we dried off and watched some television. I was going to try to be manly around Sam but he knew I was only doing this for the fraternity. I decided to let him see how much of a bother it is to dress as a girl. I came out of the bathroom wearing only sheer panties and a bra. Sam was on the bed watching every move. I went to my suitcase and slipped a frilly full slip over my body. I rolled a pair of pair of sheer nude nylons up my legs and attached them to a white garterbelt.

I usually wear panty hose but felt like putting on a show for Sam. I could feel his eyes watching my every feminine move. I decided to put on my highest heels as an added show of our "sacriface." I added makeup and blew dry my hair which was very long and curly now. Then I stood up and swirled around making my slip flare out and said, "Sam, which dress should I wear? I brought three." I held my red silk wrap coatdress up to my breasts.

"I can't tell until you put them on. Better yet, how about a fashion show?"

I changed into the red dress and walked to the bed, "what do you think?"

"Something missing? Music!" He got up and turned on the radio to some disco music. "Now sell that dress."

I danced around for a minute and then slowly stripped of the dress, turning my back as I slid the dress off my shoulders and threw it in his face. The second dress was a sexy blue evening dress that clung to my hips. I danced around for awhile, then grabbed a towel off the bed and twisted it up and danced with it. I snapped it at Sam and to

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my surprise it caught him sharply right on the leg.

Sam grabbed another towel and we started chasing each other around the room snapping each other. It was obvious that Sam enjoyed this game and it got rougher. I was suddenly serious about escaping Sam's clutches. I felt like a female, hunted by a male. I didn't want to be caught, but with the tight skirt and high heels, I had to take shorter steps. He caught me trying to climb over the bed. Sam had little trouble tackling me by my hips.

I pleaded, "Please... don't do anything." Sam turned me over holding my arms down over my head, his knees on my arms. I could tell Sam wanted to show me who was the master. "There young lady," Sam said triumphantly. “Say, I'm sorry Mr. Sam, I won't do it again."

I said it. Then he said, "Say, Sam's so strong and I'm so weak. He is my master."

I said, "No." Even though I felt helpless and weak, knowing that I knew I'd been caught by a stronger, more aggressive male. He wanted me tamed to submit.

"Say it, and I'll let you up." He held my arms down over my head with his and straddled my waist.

"You're hurting me!" I said thinking he would get up. "Say it first," Sam said, watching my pert breasts that seemed to quiver as I struggled. He added, "Wow...how did you get such a curvy figure.

I blushed as he eyed my twin small breasts. I guess you just get used to the clothes, you know the bra's and all. Please let me up."

"Say it first...but I see a valley, a real valley, I mean cleavage above your bra."

up."

"Sam's so strong, I'm so weak. There I've said it, let me

Sam shook his head, and reluctantly let me up. I stood up and smoothed out my dress and smoothed some non-existent wrinkles out of my nylons.

Sam said, "You were always such a shrimp in men's clothes. I think it's going to be tough for you to be a boy again.

His words made me nervous and worried. I thought the same thing about Lee, but until now thought I wouldn't have any trouble.

After dinner, I felt so funny going back to our room. It was different rooming with Sam. Sam was curious and asked if I wore nightgowns to bed? I said, "Wait and see." You should have seen his eyes when I waltzed out in my full length blue nightgown and matching negligee. Nothing