“Well, what are you waiting for, young man?” she asked, “You either wear these or stay here and help clean up the dorm.”

“Are, are, these yours?” I stuttered and at that moment a rather exciting thought went through my head.

“No, of course not,” she said “they belong to one of the girls – now take off those wet things and get a move on.”  I turned to go, and she exclaimed “Where are you going?”

“To change, Miss” I replied.

”Never mind that,” she said, “just take off those wet things now.”

I was about to protest, but I saw a certain look in her eye as she licked her lips with her tongue.