His thoughts of Amy interrupted; Ron began to slide the tight blue trunks down over his pulsing cock and full, saggy scrotum. He grabbed the green suit Leslie had picked for him. Ron had not paid any attention to what Leslie had selected from the rack after Beth had left them alone, simply anxious to move things along and get to what he had thought would be the safety of the dressing room. Now, he had both Leslie, and likely Sue, waiting for him to model for them.

He held up the foam green suit, thankful that it looked to be a little bigger than the one he just took...