It was also filled with clothes of different types. However messy the Chameleon's kitchen might have been, he was obviously fussy about how he kept hi...s clothing, as it was carefully categorized and labeled - outside wear (formal), outside wear (casual) and so on. Packed into that small space, Betty found that there was an enormous range of clothing for both sexes.The second wardrobe she opened contained the same enormous range, but now included the more intimate garments of both the male and. " My favorite comedy was on and shortly after it was over, I went up the stairs to bed. Following me up was a "Goodnight Hank. Thank you for everything." I slept without dreams. Maybe it was the freshly made bed or maybe it was having someone to talk to and share a beer with.Morning found Angie positively glowing. "I slept in a bed last night. First time since I got robbed. I slept like a baby. Hank you read the paper while I get breakfast. I can cook you know. Mom insisted that I learn." Angie. Her father looked at her, the belt in his hand swing back and forth like a pendulum."Bend over the coach Nena. NOW" Nena looked at her father fearfully, her heart racing with fear. She got up from the couch and stood behind it, where he pointed, shaky and wobbly."Bend over the couch, and if you try to get up, I'm going to give it to you twice as hard."Nena knew that to disobey her father would result in a serious beating. She bent down slowly, until her firm body was draped across the sofa, her. Luckily I along with Mr. Yahmahta had anticipated this awkwardness, he had given me a letter for the officials, stating my intent to compete and his endorsement of my attempt. Once the official read that, he completed my paperwork to allow me to compete.As you would expect, I had no trouble with the weigh in, I was easily the lightest competitor there, so I was entered into the flyweight category.I wanted to warm up, but I didn’t want to do it with the other fighters, as that would lead to.