Hung Jury by jallen944© Part 1 Ethan couldn't remember being so sore after hockey practice. The only thing he could figure was his muscles had to get used to the work again after the layoff he had for his sprained knee. It felt good, though, to finally be back on the ice again. The shower helped. The hot water soothed his muscles and made them feel much less tight. For the rest of the night he had no plans but to finish up his homework and watch the basketball game on tv. Someone knocked on the door while he was drying his hair. He came out of the bathroom with the towel around his waist like a kilt. Who the hell could that be? He opened the door, standing behind it to hide that he was wearing just a towel. In the hallway, two attractive young girls smiled at him. One was holding a clipboard. "Hi. Are you Jason Roberts?" the one with the clipboard said. She was a cute brunette with a round face and high cheekbones. Her bright smile showed straight, even teeth. She wore khaki shorts and a short white top that showed off the deeply tanned skin of her legs and mid riff. The other girl had reddish blonde hair, pale skin with freckles, and a seductive, oval face. She wore faded jeans that hung low on her hips and a halter that showed off her deep cleavage. When she smiled at him, it felt like she knew something about him he didn't even know himself. "No, he's my roommate. I think he's at a class right now." "Oh," the brunette said. Both of their smiles fell and he suddenly felt sorry for their disappointment. "What's your name?" the redhead said. "Ethan McCullen. What's your's?" She perked up and smiled again. "I'm Michelle. This is Tanya," she said, nodding to her friend with the dark hair. "Hi," Ethan said. Tanya was looking at him in a thoughtful way that made him feel a bit uncomfortable. He felt completely naked in her gaze. He hoped he wasn't blushing. "Ethan McCullen. Don't you play hockey?" Tanya said. "Yeah," he said. His eyes narrowed. Was she going to gush all over him like some girls did to the hockey players? He always hated that. Tanya leaned to Michelle and whispered something in her ear. Michelle looked thoughtful for a moment, then grinned. "Ok," Michelle said. Tanya looked at him again. "We have a special, personal request to make. Can we come in?" she said. Ethan shrugged. He didn't mind having company for a few minutes. "Sure. Let me just put some clothes on," he said, and opened the door. "That won't be necessary," Michelle said. Ethan stopped and turned back to them, his eyebrows arched. "Why not?" Michelle waited for Tanya to close the door. She turned back to Ethan, holding the clipboard in front of her. "We're here to measure you," Tanya said. Ethan's brow furrowed. Now he was confused. "Measure me?" He suddenly got the feeling he had made a mistake letting them into the apartment. He decided to go through with it for a little bit to see what they were up to before he kicked them out. Tanya looked at Michelle. "We're from the Theta Chi Epsilon sorority," Michelle began. "My sisters and I are carrying out a sorority tradition. Every two years we conduct a survey of all the eligible men on campus." Ethan glanced at the clipboard in Tanya's hands. "What survey?" Tanya cleared her throat. Both girls were blushing. "We're looking fo the, well, the most well endowed man on campus," Tanya said. There was a tense silence between the three of them while Ethan tried to decide if they were for real. "And you want to measure me?" he said. Michelle took a tape measure out of her purse. "If you don't mind." Ethan finally smiled. The girls smiled, too. "You're kidding, right?" he said. "No, we're not," Tanya said. She took a digital camera from her purse. "We'd also like to get a picture, if we could."