It my senior year at Westmoore High School and I was looking for acostume. Luckily, I took after Mom in my build. I was a 4ft 11in tallpowerhouse whos... small size made me an excellent quarterback.Mom had an old Zatanna outfit, so I chose it since I thought that she washot and wearing tights wasn't new to me. I'd worn tights when I was PeterPan and Robin Hood for Halloween, before. I liked the fel of the tightsand was pleased with seeing my legs displayed in what amounted to aminidress, but I. Sir, do you have ID?”“Yes. My wallet is in my back pocket.”“Take it out slowly and set it on the hood.”I did as he instructed, opening it so my school ID and driver’s license were visible.“I need to frisk you, and then I’m going to put you in my cruiser. If you cooperate, I won’t handcuff you. You are NOT under arrest at the moment.”“I’ll cooperate,” I said.“Anything in your pockets? Any weapons on your person or in the car?”I was suddenly glad that I wasn’t in the habit of carrying a. She thought him to be a most intelligent and caring person except for that shortcoming and made the assumption that the poor man was afflicted with some curse or outside influence that had sent him down that road to self-destruction without a thought about consequences from a disapproving society.Monsignor Malone was from Northern Ireland and had been a soldier in the war between the Catholics and the Protestants that was termed “The Troubles” in a mollifying way of identifying a problem of. I gathered all my stuff in the drive and was cautious about how I bent over. I didn’t want my lace thong poking out the top of my pants, at least not until I got to the cabin where it would be just Benny and me! Benny pulled up in his truck with the boat in tow and I turned to kiss my wife goodbye. She ran her hands over the small of my back and then down my buns. I almost froze thinking she might discover what I had underneath but thankfully her hands missed it all. Benny grabbed my.