“You look in pretty good shape for someone who had his lights punched out,” he observed.I lifted up my shirt. Terri gasped at the livid red bruise...“You need to go to the hospital,” said Mum.“It’s okay,” I said. “It looks worse than it feels.”Mum didn’t look convinced but she didn’t press the issue. “At least you’ve got tomorrow off, and since you’re grounded you’ll be able to rest,” she said.“About that,” I said. “I need to show you something.” I took out the newspaper line drawing of the witch. I just stood in the doorway looking down at my feet."Chris,now you behave.We don't want the lad to think he can't ever come back here,do we?"The man then took the lid of the laundry bin and reached inside.He pulled out a man sized pair of white y-fronts,said something about 'these will have to do',and then proceeded to clean up my puddle of pee with them! My eyes were out on stalks at this.Then I felt a poke in my arm,"Wanna look at some comics in my room,what's-ya-name,can he. "Well, you likely pegged that right." She probably blew him on the drive over." Oh, stop it."By that point, with a squeal of tires, the taxi was history.Barb leapt to her feet, "Oh my god--Kara! He took off with all your luggage!"Kara's eyes didn't leave her sister's form. "No he didn't." But... but... but surely that tiny shoulder bag isn't all you brought." Yes it is." But... you couldn't possibly fit everything you need into that!"I had yet to utter a word within Kara's hearing; even so she. He had an amazing smile I could not get it out of my head. I was wearing a skirt and nice thin blouse so even a slight breeze got my nipples hard, he must have noticed when he turned for the second glance. I began to look at the clothes and then I noticed him heading my way from across the store. I tried not to stare but his muscles were showing and his half sleeve tribal tattoo. I was transfixed. I noticed a decent bulge in front and wondered if he is that big soft how amazing will he be.