You tug on your waistband cinching your Speedo firmly in place. You realize you forgot Jeff's phone and head back to the dean's office. The office is empty. The phone is not on the counter where you left it. Instead there is a heap of clothing matching what the student worker had been wearing. Then next to it are the receptionist's clothing also in a heap. You hop over the counter to check out the 3D Fax Machine. You see three identical blue Speedos sitting in the output tray. On the floor you notice a suit with a buttoned shirt and tie inside the suit lying in a heap and Jeff's phone is on top of the heap.
You examine the display screen on the fax. You see Jeff's cell phone number listed 3 times. You shake your head. You cannot believe that after the secretary and aide had vanished after answering that phone that the dean would call it again, and answer it himself. Still that's what looks like happened. You pocket Jeff's phone, and clear his number from the screen. You pause it looks like the address book on the machine has every athlete at the college's phone number stored in it. Looks like the dean was going to outfit all the teams using the 3D Fax Printer. You chuckle, and look up the quarterback's number.
After Football Season ended you and Jeff were in the bar having some beer watching the Superbowl, when Keith the Quarterback and Jeremy his top Receiver showed and demanded the water polo fags give the two jocks their regular seats. When Jeff said, "Let us finish our beer first," they responded by emptying your beers on the two of you. You were ready to deliver some punches, but the football jocks were reinforced by 9 big defense men, so you two left sopping wet.
In addition to water polo, you are into marathon running. You could use a new kit, but you were planning to wear Jeff under your shorts, and you'd rather have skin contact and deliver some major humiliation to that arrogant quarterback and his cocky receiver. You grin, and change the parameters from blue Speedo to white running sock. You'll wear the quarterback on one foot and his sidekick the receiver on the other. The fax machine dials the quarterback's number, and a few seconds later the 3D Fax Printer begins printing out a brand new sock. You look at it closely, is that really Keith? One way to be sure that Jeff is the Speedo and Keith is the sock now warming your right foot. You sit at the receptionist's desk and dial Jeremy's phone number.
"Hey! What's up?" Jeremy answers.
"This is Dean Spooner's office, could you please stop by as soon as possible, Jeremy?"
"Sure. Uh, is something the matter?"
"No, no. Just something was delivered here for you."
"Oh, okay, I'll be there in 10 minutes."
About 8 minutes later, the door swings open and Jeremy is standing there in his sweaty t-shirt and yellow nylon running shorts. You are standing next to the machine. You push the dial button with Jeremy's phone already highlighted.
"Hey, what are you doing here, water polo boy?" he asks just as he phone starts to ring. He taps the side of his head activating the tiny blue tooth device in his ear. The phone is in his armband. Suddenly, there is a fax tone and Jeremy's gone. The Fax Printer goes to work. You grin, and head over to collect Jeremy's gear - looks like you got some new running shorts anyway. His shoes are too big for your feet, so you toss the rest of his gear and his phone into the trashcan which now already contains the 3 other sets of clothing and shoes you found in the Dean's Office.
Jeremy is toasting warm from the printer as you put him on your left foot. You wish the machine was smaller, so you could take it home. You don't want anyone else using it, so you grab a piece of paper, a pen and some tape. The sign taped to the machine reads, "OUT OF ORDER- PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH." Then you post a note on the door to the offices stating, "DUE TO ILL HEALTH, DEAN'S OFFICE IS CLOSED. WILL REOPEN TUESDAY." Then you find some rings of keys in the trash can. You try a few before you are able to lock the office, and run home. You'll drive to the U-HAUL and rent a pickup and a dolly.