I slowly turn my head. I can see myself in the mirror. On my back he has drowned two wings.“I don’t understand it.” I say. “Why did you do tha...?” He grins and gets himself something from under the bed. He walks back to me and shows me. I’m shocked when I see the scalpel.“What are you going to do with that?” I panic again.“What kind of question is that?” he laughs. “I’m going to cut you.”He turns the chair a quarter turn so I can see my left side.“This will makes it easier for you seeing me. E.,’ Greg asked? ‘Well I guess the truth of the matter is that I just couldn’t help who I fell in love with,’ Trent replied. Backing away from the young man, Greg asked in horror, ‘You’re in love, with one of us?’ ‘Not one of the guy on your team, you idiot, I am in love with Becky,’ Trent admitted out loud for the first time ever. ‘Becky, Becky Watson,’ Greg asked in astonishment? ‘Do you know of another, of course I mean Becky Watson,’ Trent said a bit annoyed. ‘Ok, I can’t fault you for bad. I made breakfast and lunch.”“I guess that means I’m in charge of dinner.”“Can we have spaghetti?”“Maybe,” I replied, making her laugh.“And wine.”She disappeared into the bathroom while I cooked. When she returned her hair was damp and she was dressed in tight red shorts and a white tank ribbed tank, her nipples protruding, of course.“No meatballs?”“You didn’t ask for meatballs.”She made a face at me and then gracefully accepted that she was going to eat spaghetti without meatballs. Not only. They were normal blue panties that she used for daily wear. Had thin elastic at the edges. I grabbed them and pulled them down quickly.Tanya groaned as the elastic left her skin. It rolled down to her thigh. I wanted it out entirely. She pulled her legs close and pushed the rolled panties down. I held it like a precious gift, pulled it out of her ankle, and then threw it behind me.“Don’t do that. It might be dirty there,” Tanya said, looking at me. She was scared and panicking. Things had never.