:: You're not ready for that. <><>"Please, [[Sean]]," you beg. "Don't make me do that." "I'm not making you do that. That's just what you have to do in order to get the position. We've got a dozen applicants for it, so I'm giving you a real opportunity here. But if you don't want it...." He shrugs. [[You]] just can't do it. The outfit is humiliating enough, but the stench of sweat and semen is so strong in your nostrils, you can't imagine going to classes like that. "I'm sorry, Sean," you say and head off to the shower to clean yourself. You suppose you don't mind being a dirty slut, but not quite that literally. You shower with the wrestlers, who ignore you now that they've spent their lust in you, and get dressed back up in your boys' clothes again. [[Finish classes.]]