The head secretary directed everyone into the conference room beside Principal Sanders’ office. The door opened, and Tim heard his father introducin... himself to Principal Sanders as they both entered the conference room. He was quickly brought up to date on what was happening.“Well now, Big John, you ever heard of anything like this before?” Principal Sanders asked.“Well I have, of course, heard of players being accused of steroid use before; but the UIL usually just called from the state. "But Matt had passed the point where he cared whether the Matthews were aliens or not, and he was tired of his wife whining about it. He wanted to see the inside of the Ship, and if Jeff was taking everyone for a ride, he was going to be included. "Let's go, Baby," he hissed in his reluctant wife's ear. "There are people – many people, I suspect – who would literally kill for this experience. We're damn sure not going to miss it," he finished with determination – a determination that his wife. Now most men would have been disappointed in this, but Frank wasn't mostmen. Before he married his wife June, the year before, he had to confesshis little 'hobby' to her. Ever since he was a young child he'd beenfascinated by the feel of women's clothes, first his mother's, then hissister's and both of them were happy to help him play dress up. Hewasn't tall and had a skinny build so actually looked quite girly and hadgone out with them when dressed up several times and then they called. I didn't mind. It actually felt great. Her smile was happy and tantalizing. How old was she? Eighteen? Nineteen? Certainly no more than twenty. As we arrived, I felt darkness surround me. A voice in my head told me not to follow her into that ruin, but my hormones were stronger. Stupid me. She took my hand and led the way inside. There were cats. Tons of cats. A big-ass load of cats! All over the goddamn place! And black! All of them black! Only her bedroom up that creaking flight of stairs was.