.. More like Space Corpsegiven the losses on the news of late. The last skirmish was out by thebelt and Space Corpse lost a ship during that one, an... John's nextthought made him smile. He didn't smile over the loss of the ship butthe differences between him and the recruiting posters. Space Corpsbuilt men, but they couldn't work miracles."It will only take a moment," Agent Tracy said."I'm on my way to work," John said."We can take care of that," Agent Black said."How's that?" John. Perfect, he thought, slipping them into his pocket.He did wonder whether they might be missed - but he could always buy asimilar pair the following day and replace them. A further quick searchyielded a pair of black tights. That was easier - there were plenty ofthose. And with that he was out of the door and into his own bedroom.A few minutes later Jake was back downstairs, with the panties on in placeof his jocks and the tights safely concealed under his jeans and socks.The pantyhose had been. I went there but this time my behavior towards her was totally changed. She too noticed something different but didn’t say anything. I went to my room after lunch. It was rainy season and so it was raining as usual.It was about 8:30 pm when aunty called me. I went to her house. She was watching TV. I sat beside her on the sofa and we had a general talk. Then we sat for dinner. We were about to finish dinner when suddenly, the lights went off due to thunderstorms.Aunty switched on a battery. .Bap! Ow! That hurt, but nowhere near what it should have. I looked up......and then back down.Standing before me, practically drowning in biker gear, was a redheaded boy who looked about 13, his face pockmarked red with teenage acne. He was looking at his hands, the fingers barely extending beyond the palms of his fingerless gloves."What...? What...?!" he mumbled in a teenage voice devoid of the rumbling menace of his adult form.I heard a car trunk close off to the side and saw the Chevelle.