I’m your doctor.”“Okay.”I went into the fitting room and took off my pants, jockey shorts and the rest. I put on the panties. My God I was har...d! The bra was problematic. When I stretched the straps in back the tab slipped out of my fingers and came around and slapped me. “Ouch.”“Do you need help?”“I can’t get the bra fastened.”The curtain slid back. “Here let me help you.” She said as she entered the dressing room. I was standing there in women’s panties with an erection, trying to fasten a. They moved effortlessly through the air they profaned by the very nature of their existence. Nothing stopped them, not steel or flesh or cloth or bone, they rent through it all as if they struck nothing but smoke.For a moment, she cowered, unable to get enough breath to speak, let alone move. Then, she heard her name, heard Arlade call for her to kill them. For a second, she thought about turning around, thought about running from that fearsome knight with his other-worldly weapons. In the end,. "Relax and enjoy."Elsewhere, Somewhen"Come on, we have to go. We'll sort something out, I promise you." Gabriel said, not turning away from the gully from where the growling was emanating.~I love you~ she whispered, and it seemed to carry well despite the approaching noise. Down in the gully, the air began to shimmer and ripple, and Gabriel backed up towards the doorway."I love you, too," he told her, grinning inanely, and pointed towards the portal, which was now starting to billow with the. "Her hand skinned back up my cock and then down again."I'm sorry," I tried again.She looked at my eyes and hers were dark, like the rest of her. There was emotion there, but I couldn't identify what kind of emotion it was. She was acting so calm ... measured almost ... like she was acting out a scene she had practiced for a long time."Do you like my PJs?" she asked.Never in a thousand years would I have called what she was wearing "PJs". It was another odd little thing that suggested she wasn't.