He is actually fucking committed!” I really loved Colt. He was my little friend so to say and I had made him gay much in the same way as Will had co...e to be my lover.Will seemed to get a little incensed by my comments and came forward so fast that my best wasn’t good enough to avoid being slammed across the temple, nearly knocking me to complete unconsciousness. For what seemed like minutes, I kept fading in and out. Occasionally the wispy blackness would disperse and I could tell that I was. It swished about the thighs as I moved.It zipped up the back and I was quite glad for the body shaper. I don't think it would have gone round my waist without it. I would also have to let Miss Morgan know that kilts ought to fall below the knee not a few inches above.I emerged from the fitting room with a flourish, feeling quite smart and confident. Miss Morgan eyed me up and down critically but reluctantly nodded her head almost approving of the sight before her. "You'll do." Talk about faint. I got on the train in a first class carriage (using the card he gave me to pay for his dry cleaning and that was going to pay for a good night out for me and a couple of friends tonight) and was joined a couple of minutes later by a hot looking guy who smiled nicely and sat opposite me, we got talking and I told him what happened he said I should get my own back so I explained I had one of his credit cards and was going to max it out before I told him to get lost, he thought that was funny and. We giggled over this like a couple of teenagers. After dinner in a fairly nice restaurant, we returned to our room."Let's do a little work." What do you mean? What work?" We should work on your southern accent. You'll forget and we have to have a plausible excuse for you speaking that way occasionally. We should have more of a cover story too of how we met and fell in love. That's for what we tell my folks. Those scars are going to be seen sometime and we should have something besides the truth.