Ellen dresses you up in Amy's clothes

Ellen laughs. "Okay, I'll pull something from Amy's drawers," she says. "Call me so I can let you in."

Ellen sneaks you in the back stairs and manages to avoid the evil R.A., Cathy, as she gets you into the dorm room Ellen and Amy share. "I think Cathy's with a girlfriend?" Ellen says. "Maybe a boyfriend, I mean, she's the R.A., she can get away with it. Anyway she's in her room." She looks you up and down. "Muddy from knees to chest, huh, Scott? Did Sherah make you crawl?"

You swallow. "Nah, just a face-plant in the alley when I was giving Sherah a push-start."

"I'm sorry, Scott, I was just kidding," Ellen says, looking regretful. Sweet, sad, blonde. You feel a pang inside.

"I don't doubt that Sherah does make guys crawl," you say. "I mean, did you know she goes parking with guys?"

Ellen blushes. "Yeah," she says. "She's a lesbian and she gets more dates with guys than most straight girls at Widley. Well not more date dates, but more getting oral sex dates."

You swallow. "Yeah, I believe it." Your dick swells. If Sherah had asked you to go down on her, you totally would have. Your common religion, cunt worship. But all she wanted was a boy scout to push-start her and hang around and listen until the battery charged up until it would take another start.

"Anyway Sherah was right," Ellen says, "You and Amy are about the same height and waist."

"Did you check with her?"

"She borrows my stuff. Time for me to borrow hers."

"Maybe I should call her?"

"Why? She never answers her cell number anyway," Ellen says. She shakes her head. "It'll be fine, Scott, she'll tease you maybe, but I thought you liked that."

That gets a laugh out of you. "Okay," you say.

Ellen picks out a top and bottom from Amy's clothes. You turn away and conceal Amy's hair ribbon, which is peeking out of your underpants. Amy's borrowed clothes fit fine. You transfer your pocket stuff and Ellen rolls up your muddy pants and shirt for a laundry run.

Just in time for Amy to enter.

"Ah ha ha ha," Amy says. Ellen's redheaded roomie grins at you both. "Is it dress-up time? What did Ellen do to you, Scott?" She looks at Ellen. "Or is there something I oughta know, sweet-cheeks?"

"Amy!" Ellen protests.

Amy pouts. "Just kiddin'," she says. "You know me. But why did you pick those?" She points at you.