Sixteen Scandals
Copyright© 2026 by Zappedfan
Chapter 10: Proper Acknowledgement
“Come on, Greg” Nellie whispered, “Up on the bench. You said you would.”
Greg placed his towel down on a bare spot on the floor and stepped up on the bench. He steadied himself on the ceiling and started to pass the vent.
Nancy, Jenna and Susan leaned back but Nellie leaned forward. Susan and Jenna each grabbed one of Nellie’s shoulder’s and pulled her back.
Time seemed to slow down for the Hofstra girls as Greg’s nude torso passed before them. Finally, Jenna and Susan released Nellie and they all leaned back forward.
Handsome Harry stepped out of the shower and was ready to be cologned.
Jumbo James headed for his showerhead.
Pufft ... flick.
A Torpedo twirled around and glared at James. The potato pellet vanished down the drain.Susan re-loaded.
Nellie stared through her opera glasses at Greg walking the benches.
“Oh that MAN!” Nellie whispered, “This is my problem, putting men on pedestals.”
The girls watched Greg carefully navigating the bench on the far wall.
“Some men BELONG onpedestals,” Nancy said.
Greg stepped out of the drying room.
The latrine door opened and Grade A Greg emerged.
Twelve pupils widened in the peepholes.
As he turned to walk down the hall he thought he heard a humming sound.
It had been twelve women going “MMMMMM” simultaneously.
He suddenly stopped.
The girls held their breath.If he turned around, they were sunk.
He reached up and tapped his ear with the base of his hand and continued down the hall.
There were several sighs on the female side of the wall. As Greg walked in and out of the spotlights, some of the girls even kissed the wall. Finally he turned his nude profile to them and disappeared into the bunkroom.
“Thank you, Edna,” Cindy said, “For letting me see Grade-A Greg one last time.”
“Oh,” Edna joked, “I’m sure you’ll see him today at training.”
“You know what I meant,” Cindy said annoyed.
The twelve girls laughed.
Studmuffin Stan had been misted with cologne. He laid down his towel and stepped up on the bench to unknowingly pass in review of the Hofstra girls.
After they leaned back forward, Nancy said, “Wow, look at Jumbo James. Look at that. Look at ... ALL ... OF ... THAT!”
“Did you hear he asked Claire for her phone number?” Jenna asked.
“Well, that was sure sweet of him,” Nellie said.
“I’m sure it meant a lot to Claire,” Nancy offered.
“Oh, she was dancing on air,” Jenna said.
“Maybe we should thank him for her,” Susan said.
The three other HOFSTRA girls turned to Susan.
“Thank him?” Nancy asked.
Susan held up her loaded potato pistol and said, “With kisses
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
“I’m just going to add one more pump of air pressure to compensate for size,” Susan advised.
Jumbo James soaped up his chest smiling to himself for getting a phone number. Yes, he knew how to handle the ladies. He had them eating right out of his...
PUFFT ... FLICK!
James was momentarily stunned.
“Thanks have been given, Ladies,” Susan announced as she re-loaded.
James looked down but the potato pellet was long gone.
“That Thank You was from ALL of us James,” Jenna said, “On behalf of Claire.”
“Oh look,” Nancy said, “He’s saying ‘You’re Welcome’ in his own special way.”
“Well, it’s proper to acknowledge a Thank You,” Nellie said.
“That is one extremely proper acknowledgement,” Susan said, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much acknowledgement.”
“Of course the music helps,” Nancy acknowledged, look at the back wall.
As Marilyn Monroe was finishing her ... unique ... rendition of “Do It Again,” Studmuffin Stan was having a difficult time hiding his reaction while holding on to the ceiling and walking the bench against the far wall.
“More like a stud-crueler than a studmuffin,” Nellie said.
Finally Stan made it out of the drying room.
“If I can only make it to the hall,” he thought, “Then nobody will see me.”
The latrine door opened and a fully armed torpedo was fully exposed to his spying female classmates. The torpedo teetered as he turned the corner down the hallway.
“That ... was ... AWESOME!” Claire whispered.
“Stan is the MAN!” Debra agreed.
“Do you think the rest will be like that?” Cindy asked.
“We’ll... “Edna paused while Stan turned and entered the bunk room, still fully armed and still teetering. “We’ll definitely see.” Edna concluded.
“You know, Nancy” Nellie said, “Some of the Hofstra boys are in line now.”
“So?” Nancy asked.
“Well,” Nellie continued, “Since they’re OUR classmates, maybe we should, you know, test-fire their torpedoes.”
“All FIVE of them?” Jenna asked.
“Nellie has a point,” Nancy said, “We really shouldn’t bring those torpedoes back to Hofstra with us for another one year plus without a proper test-firing.”
“With kisses?” Susan asked.
“Susan,” Nancy answered, “I’m not going to kiss more than two boy’s dicks in one morning. What kind of a girl do you think I am?”
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