How could he, would he, say and do those things?He looked down at his legs, covered with nylon stockings. There he was,in bed, still wearing a padded ...ra, panties, garter belt and stockings --he was so tired he didn't take them off last night."Well, guess I better get up!" Rick rolled around to the side of the bed,stood and removed the offensive garments. After putting on his boxershorts, he grabbed his leather slippers from under the bed, sat to putthem on, got up and put a robe on. Going to. I had only seen his wings a few times before, but never paid attention to his face when he actually had unfolded them. Normally they were hidden in the jacket he usually wore. I almost wished I had stopped him, so I could just stand there and stared at his beauty. But I was frozen in time, not able to find my voice. Before I knew it, he had taken his jacket off, and I gazed upon the flawless skin of his, before his wings unfolded from behind him. I couldn’t stop the gasp that left my lips as I. " Dude," Claus moaned, disappointment dripping from his voice. "And I'm guessing the other cheerleader who hugged you was yours." Not yet," I said. "She skipped a grade as well, and is underage." Dude!" Claus snapped. "You have two babes already. Why not toss her my way?"I said nothing as I pulled my shoes on and began tying them. The silence in the locker room finally receded as my teammates began excitedly talking about the parties that would be going on after the varsity game ended. As I. He had been so focused on the events in the old jail that he hadn't noticed the policeman's approach."Hold it right there, bud, and keep your hands where I can see them," the cop commanded as he approached, "This area was evacuated more than a half hour ago. What are you still doing here?"With a contemptuous sneer, Arthur lashed out with his will. The flashlight clattered to the ground as the cop experienced the discontinuity of thought that comes with the sudden and dramatic loss of memory..