Eric was looking forward to a night without incident where he could enjoy the benefits of being a local celebrity. Mayor Benson was becoming a friend... Eric addressed him as Sam when he it was not related to urgent matters for the city. After a short chat with Sam, Eric gave him some space. It was more for himself, actually. The Mayor had to deal with a barrage of people wanting to bend his ear or ask some favor which Eric found tedious. After speaking to a few influential figures, Eric. Brad couldn't help staring at her breasts, they filled the bikini top quite nicely, and he had to catch himself to look up to her face.She had a cute face, emerald eyes that looked like they could stare through him, a cute little nose, cheeks freckled like much of her body, and cute little lips with pink lipgloss. Little did he know when he answered the door where those lips would be momentarily. She asked him if he was the one who rescued the girl at the beach, and he told her he was. Quickly. " I walked back to stand near Keven and let him see me. Either my presence or my expression must have meant something to him because he took a deep breath and visibly shook himself."This isn't productive," he said in a deceptively calm voice. "You don't need to see me snarling about this. I should take you home." So, you think it's right to be there when I need you and to be alone when you need me?"Keven shrugged. "It's a man thing. We don't talk about what hurts us; we track it down and do. "Very well," she said. "Take offyour habit."If Ryan was surprised by the instruction, he didn't show it. Withouthesitating, he removed his wimple and tunic, and stood before the nun inhis pink underwear. "The rest can go too," she added. Without a word,Ryan stepped out of his boots and then removed the tights, panties andcorset. At a gesture from Sister Mercy, he put all his clothes in a bin,along with the shoes."You won't be wearing pink again," she informed him. "Either you pass thetest and.