Clyde was well aware that most of his male fellow students had expressed a keen interest in the lingerie worn by the young ladies on campus. Panty Raids were no longer de rigour but Clyde thought that he had an answer. He would choose a girl and run a book on the colour of her underwear. Melody and Harmony would arrange for the curiosity of the guys to be satisfied and would get a percentage of the proceeds for their efforts. Melody and Harmony thought about it, argued about the share they would receive (the original 10% was considered derisory), and demanded that they had the right of veto of the selected exhibit. After all, the sisters did have some friends on campus and, let’s face it; some girls were nice and didn’t deserve the fate that was planned for them. So agreement was reached and over the next few weeks several hapless girls had found that their walk across campus (usually with their arms full of books) was rudely interrupted by the abrupt appearance of their skirt hems before their eyes.
Eventually Melody and Harmony were hauled before the Dean. Unbeknown to the sisters the Dean had a habit of scanning the campus with a telescope, usually at a time when the students, particularly the young ladies, were lying carelessly on the grass during the midday break. He had witnessed the sisters’ activities, but realised the importance of gathering the necessary evidence before acting. He clearly needed to confirm his suspicions. So he waited until several girls’ secrets had been revealed before hauling Melody and Harmony in front of him. Their fortunes were told and rustication threatened. He was very angry. Harmony suspected that this was because the Dean would rather not have stopped them at all, but eventually duty triumphed over prurience. Besides, he had grown rather concerned at the amount of time he seemed to be spending behind his telescope.
So the enterprise ended. Shortly afterwards, Melody and Harmony learnt, purely by chance, that Clyde had swindled them out of their share of the proceeds. Someone, by devious means, had acquired Clyde’s notebook: the notebook in which Clyde kept a record of the bets which had been placed. The Someone made sure that the notebook ended up in the sisters’ hands. A close scrutiny of the notebook revealed that Clyde had been paying his partners rather less than promised. Melody and Harmony were very cross.
Clyde eventually graduated and went on pursue a career in finance. He ended up in a senior position with a well known energy company (the name will not be revealed for legal reasons.) Somewhere along the way he had acquired the sobriquet ‘Goldenballs’. Clyde always liked to claim he had earned the name because it reflected his obvious financial acumen. In fact he had acquired the nickname when he met his nemesis, in a rather full college canteen, in a singularly colourful encounter with Melody, Harmony, and a can of spray paint.
we make a brief visit to Melody's and Harmony's college days. We read about the fate of the snooty girl who unwisely stole Harmony's boyfriend - not a good move. I am showing this image here to provide some light relief from scenes of policewomen in their underwear.
Another scene from Melody's and Harmony's college days. Here we see Clyde up to his usual tricks. (Clyde later earned the nickname 'Golden Balls' after he foolishly two-timed Melody and Harmony)
Now how are officers Spaulding and Lewinsky getting on...?