Thinking with the wrong brain

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In college, I lived in a large 5 bedroom house with about 8 people, two of which were girls. I invited another girl, who I had a crush on over to study. As luck would have it, it was one of those rare moments I was home alone. We got to talking and things escalated (nothing too serious beyond fondling). Somewhere along the lines, it was decided I was going to play "dress up". To be honest, the only reason I agreed to it was I figured this would lead up to other things. At her urging, I went upstairs to the girl's room and began digging through their drawers. Keeping in mind I'm a lot bigger than them, I had a bra and panties on and was trying to get a pair of jean shorts on when I heard someone clear their throat. I turned to find both Marcie and Patty standing in the doorway looking at me. With the shorts only half on, I fell over backwards.

Apparently, when they had got home, the girl I invited over took off running. To make a long story short, they told everyone, I moved out a short time later (no one asked me to leave, I was just really embarrssed), and fought rumors at school for the next 3 years.

What can I say, I'm a male thinking with the wrong brain!!

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