Sixteen Scandals
Copyright© 2026 by Zappedfan
Chapter 4: Piqued Interest
Toni Tennille serenaded the showering male cadets.
🎶Do that to me one more time.
Once is never enough with a man like you.
Do that to me one more time.
I can never get enough of a man like you.🎶
Mike Driver exhaled heavily. This was the third woman in a row singing about sex. He saw with his peripheral vision that some of his classmates who were in the same condition as him and were scampering out of the showers holding washcloths, soap dishes or just their hands in such a way as to hide, or at least obscure, their reaction.
In the air chase, Claire McGrisken whispered in the ear of the female cadet kneeling next to her, “Too late ... saw them ... studied them ... committed them to memory.”
“I’m not leaving the shower this way,” Mike Driver said under his breath to himself.
Then he sullenly directed the shower head lower and turned the faucet all the way to cold. The sudden drop in temperature in the water caused Mike to arch his back, shake his hips and jump up and down a bit. The four female cadets watching thought this was very entertaining.
“Shake it,” Claire whispered, “But don’t break it.”
Greg Williams and Bobby Dolan realized Mike had as good a solution as any. Soon the wide-eyed women watchers were treated to the sight of no fewer than six nude male dancers shaking their bodies vigorously while their main attractions passed through various stages of relaxation.
Eventually, Mike, Greg and Bobby could walk out of the shower room frigid, but not rigid.
“What weird reveille songs,” Greg said as he dried off.
“Who came up with, these, anyway?” Bobby asked.
“I knew who it was,” Mike said sternly, “And I’m going to say something.”
The four female cadets in the balcony seats heard that and exchanged concerned looks.
Edna, meanwhile was lacing her boots just in time to hear Nancy Sinatra sing about boots. It was another transition song. Soldiers wear boots, right?
The final male cadets to take showers could do so without cold water or camouflage. But they did sway with the music for the girls in the balcony seats.
Nancy Sinatra was followed by the Shirelles and “Soldier Boy.” Edna thought that a thank you to the male cadets would be in order by this point. Edna timed it perfectly because just then the last of the male cadets left the drying room and turned off the lights. That was the cue for Claire and the St. John’s girls to exit the air chase.
There was still five minutes until formation. As the St. John’s girls returned to the bunk area with wide grins and wide eyes, the rest of the Sixteen Scandals crowded around them.
“It was A-MAZ-ING!” One said.
“And that Greg Williams could be a Chippendale dancer,” another said.
“Or a Playgirl centerfold,” a third added.
“Yep,” Claire agreed, “Face, figure and phallus, he’s the whole package, pardon the pun.”
Edna felt jealous that these girls from another college got to see Greg Williams naked before she did. She had been fantasizing about that for three years and they just met him yesterday.
“Oh,” Claire said to Edna, “And YOUR boyfriend has a surprise for you.”
The other three giggled and nodded.
“What do you mean by MY boyfriend?” Edna asked.
“Bobby Dolan,” Claire grinned “I know something about him you don’t.”
The other three giggled again.
“Do you know he’s married?” Edna asked. “Well,” Claire answered, “He wasn’t wearing a wedding ring where ai was looking!”
Edna rolled her eyes. “So what’s the big surprise?”
“Oh no,” Claire said, “You’ll have to see for yourself. Oh, and watch out for Mike Driver. He said that he’s going to talk to you about the music.”
Edna raised her eyebrows. “So the music worked?”
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