Chapter 5: Commando Lunch

Based on the copyrighted work of Gail, titled Fund Raiser. Her original ideas, and some of her characters and situations, are used with her permission. A personal archival copy is permitted, any other use, including reposting, is prohibited. All rights reserved.

I pulled my shorts on, slipped my T-shirt over my head, and tucked it in. I'd never worn shorts this tight, with a front zipper, commando. It felt different. Brandy's nipples were bold peaks erupting through her shirt. I looked down at my breasts, and saw the same sight.

The Sub Shop is in the Campus Center, a small strip mall on the edge of campus. It was about a half-mile walk, past student housing and fraternities. On a warm weekend, many people were outside, walking, talking or drinking beer. We got many comments about our bouncing boobs.

The guy who took our sandwich order was paying so much attention to our breasts that his first attempt to put a sandwich together came out crooked.

As we sat in the booth, eating our sandwiches, we chatted about our match. Out of the blue, Brandy asked me if I was sexually aroused.

I parried her question with one of my own. "Are you?"

She blushed. "Yes!" She reached out and touched my left nipple.

I must have jumped a foot in the air. "Let's get out of here."

We spent the rest of the day together, mostly in her bed.

Sunday night, I called a meeting of the special committee House President Natalie called, to discuss the project with Barb and Rox. The committee recommended approval to the full house board.

The next night, Brandy and I presented our agreement to our respective sorority boards. Our boards agreed with the concept. We spoke with many of our sorority sisters. They were, in general, excited about the fundraiser. Some didn't want to attend, or didn't want to wrestle, and several didn't want to lose garments as spectators. Most reluctantly agreed to participate, because it was for the good of the house.