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SHE - Mike Pt.  1
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   This story is a work of fiction.  Any similarities with real persons or
events are purely coincidental.
   Copyright (C) 2004 Smile Henry All rights reserved.
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   Mike was walking across campus, late to class as usual, when he bumped
into...  what was her name?  Lisa?  No, Loren.  Or was it Lorie?
   Why couldn't he remember her name?  Regardless.  That's when he ran into
this amazing blond, literally crashing into her.  He still couldn't believe
that after knocking her down and spilling her books, he had somehow managed
to ask her out to dinner while helping her pick up her stuff.  Even more
amazing, she had agreed.  He had managed to phrase the invitation as a way
of making up for his clumsyness, but he doubted she was fooled by his
excuse.
   She had, amazingly agreed and then suggested an Italian place he was not
familiar with.  She gave him directions and told him to meet her at 8.  As
he walked up to the restaurant he wondered why he had not heard of it
before.  The thought slipped his mind as he walked in.  She was already
there, wearing a slinky black dress that made his head spin.  He tried not
to gawk too much, but couldn't help but quickly examine her luscious body
that was barely hidden by the tight fitting, deeply cut and scandalously
short.
   They were quickly ushered to a table in a private corner and Mike's life
changed.
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   The next morning, Mike awoke suddenly from a deep sleep.  He sat up
quickly and tried to figure out if he had been dreaming.  He wasn't sure.
He remembered parts of their conversation word for word.  He remembered,
Lis-- no, Lorie, geez, her name slipped his mind again...  He remembered
her skipping the small talk and announcing that she was going to fulfill
his fantasy.  Much discussion later, he realized it was not the fantasy he
was thinking of when he saw her in that dress.  No, it was his fantasy
about seeing beautiful women walking around in their panties in public.  It
was a kink he had always kept to himself.  Always imagining what the women
around him would look like walking around their day in just their panties
and bras or just panties.  He rarely thought much about them being
completely nude.  He like the vision of girls in panties.
   A long argument has consumed the next hour, as he tried to figure out
what in the heck was going on.  But when it was all said and done, she had
offered him his fantasy for one year.  A bend in reality she called it. 
Just for him.  Women would just suddenly conform to his fantasy.  Not all
women.  But those that met his, uh fancy, as determined by somebody that
she worked for.  He wasn't clear on that just yet.  But it didn't matter.
   The price?  Well, he would get his gift for a year but he then had to
give himself to her boss for a month.  What did that mean?  He wasn't
exactly sure.  She promised him he would not be harmed in anyway.
   He didn't remember the whole conversation.  He wasn't sure how it ended.
How he ended up back in his dorm room.  He still couldn't remember her name
and now he realized he couldn't remember where that Italian place was
either.  Maybe he had dreamed the whole thing?
   His eyes spotted something laying on the floor in his room.  A tiny,
black dress.  There was no girl.  But there was a dress.
   Mike shook his head and decided to take a shower and think about things.
It was then that he realized he was naked.  His roommate was not in, but he
was rarely there anyway.  Usually, his roommate stayed with a girl on the
other side of campus.  Mike walked naked to the bathroom and showered
quickly.  As he dried off he remembered one last part of the previous
nights conversation.
   The gift was up to him.  He could pass it up, and pass up his future
payment by getting up, getting dressed and going about his life.  Or, he
could accept the gift by making a symbolic gesture.  He would only wear
underwear himself on this day.
   Mike pondered this for a moment.
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   He stood in front of his mirror, wearing only a pair of blue boxers with
large red dots.  He stared at himself for a few minutes, wondering if he
was about to commit social suicide.  If he was imagining this whole thing,
he was a few steps away from expulsion from the school and probable arrest.
   Mike shook his head.  The things he had seen last night at the
restaurant and the dress on his floor convinced him.  He threw his bookbag
over his shoulder and walked out into the hallway.
   He was greeted with the sight of another guy walking down the hallway on
his way to class, fully clothed of course.  The guy made eye contact with
Mike and kept on walking.  Seemingly un-phased by Mike's near nakedness.
   Mike shrugged and made his way downstairs.  He took a deep breath as he
approached the door leading out and then pushed it open.  He was greeted by
the morning air, a bright sunny day and a campus full of women wearing only
panties and the occasional bra.
   Mike smiled.  He wasn't sure how he was going to handle walking around
in just his boxers while all of these half naked girls walked around him,
but he was sure he was up to the challenge.  This was going to be a good
day.
   ================= See Part II for more of Mike's story.
   
  
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