ANOTHER YEAR... MARCHing on (Part 155c)

ANOTHER YEAR... MARCHing on (Part 155c)

There were four judges with Bill, the principal (and neighbor) as lead judge. I hadn’t seen much of him since Christmas but knew there was progress on his new house. During the time the exhibition was taking place I asked him if he thought it would be completed by the time school was out knowing his lease was up around then. Gruff, as usual, he snorted back something like “It better be!” While talking with him I saw Phyllis, his wife, talking with Elle. Actually, she was talking at her. I was interested to find out what that was all about. I pretty much knew it wasn’t about Barbara and her wetting as there were too many people around. Whatever it was she was pretty serious.

The tumbling exhibitions took longer than expected which meant the Olympics got a late start. The first one was a relay race using furniture dollies with really small wheels on the casters. The idea was to go from one end of the gym to the other and then let the person at the other end switch places and race back. Each team, made up of four people, had to make two round trips. The dollies were about one foot square. They’d been modified by attaching a piece of plywood to the top to give a bit of comfort (?). I was at the starting line and it was sort of funny watching one of the parents, a guy about 6’2“, trying to fit on the dolly. The teacher who he was competing against (a female) was only about 5’3”. She decided to lay on her stomach and to try and use her hands to pull herself across the floor. The guy got on his knees and was set to try to do the same. When the gal got down on the dolly I was rewarded with a ‘twofer’... a DP and VPL. All I really remember was her panties were a light blue.

When the “go” signal was given it didn’t take long for the fun to begin. It was obvious that the kids in the audience were solidly backing the teachers. It was also painfully obvious that this task was not an easy one. With no real grip of the floor both of them struggled with the teacher getting to the other end first. The teacher on the other end decided to sit on the dolly and to try try and propel herself by using her feet which meant she was facing the wrong way. Her path back to my end was snake like and she thought it was hilarious as did many of the kids. She lost her team’s lead and Elle was the one to go next. She chose to sit as well but did it facing forward so as to not replicate her predecessor. As she headed down the court I witnessed  what would’ve been a spectacular VPL if it had been someone else. From the waist band of her slacks to the bottom of her shirt was about three inches. For me, a life time panty peeker, seeing two waist elastics was something I was always looking/hoping for... and hers were very obvious to me.

Going straight was a definite advantage as she regained the lead and Johnnie, our teacher friend and Sandy’s husband used her technique to keep the lead and to with the first event. Next was a basketball shooting contest. Again it was four against four. However, on this one it was two males and two females on each team. What made this different from the usual was that the shooters had to have their backs facing the basket. The guys had to shoot from the foul line with the women  standing about three feet closer. Each shooter had two minutes. I think there might’ve been three basket in total... and two people who ended up with the ball hitting them on the head. The students thought that was really funny, however, the parents won.

The next was an old party game where each participant has a bat and then has to spin around a and then dribble a basketball to the backboard and to try and make a basket. The men had to spin twelve times and the women ten. Another laugher with one of the women participants laughing so hard after falling I thought she might’ve wet herself.

There was one contest for females only. Five on each team stood around the ‘key’ and one was handed a small tray with five objects on it. The ‘test’ was to see how many would fall off as they passed it from one to the other. The ‘catch’ was that when an object fell off that person had to go back and start again with people changing places each time. There was also a ten minute time limit which added to the stress. I had a fair share of DP’s and VPL’s as they had to stoop over to pick up dropped objects. One of them was a very cute teacher named Mary Anne. I was very sure she was wearing Lollipop cotton panties but not the band leg type. Twice, she dropped something right near when I was standing. There were some waist elastics that were easily recognizable and the Lollipop cotton panties were one in that category. They also gave off a fairly large VPL...

The male only test was an opposite had dribbling contest. When everybody signed up they had to signify that they were either right handed of left. It was also a relay race. They wouldn’t let Jack (the basketball coach) participate. I got a real ‘kick’ out of watching some of the parents struggle after listening to them bragging before they started. They lost!

The funniest game of the night was an obstacle race... run backwards. If anyone touched an obstacle they had to go back to start again. There were a variety of things to avoid but mostly large plastic trash bins. The course was designed so there was one area where both teams had to share space. That turned out to be the biggest obstacle.

The last contest of the night had the participants putting on a basketball uniform (top and shorts) and shoes (including tying them) while blindfolded. Once dressed they had to dribble from mid court and make a basket. The uniforms were large enough to fit over the clothes they were wearing. As they started there was a tie between the teachers and the parents with three wins each. This is where the kids in the audience were really loud. By then I’d been on my feet for a least three straight hours and my foot was killing me. If Elle hadn’t been a participant I would’ve headed for the locker room. But, I hung in there to see how she did.

To be continued...