The door also seemed a bit out of place, being made of stout timbers strapped with iron hinges."Why don't I have a hangover" Erin wondered as she glan...ced around the room. "God, after last night, I really think I ought to have a hangover." Parts of last night's talk were slowly returning as she woke up.A gentle tap at the door drew her attention to it, and as it slowly opened a young woman dressed in a violet satin gown entered carrying a tray of something that smelled heavenly under a cloth. When he finally broke through the clouds he could see the lonely top of the mountain. Pausing in the air, he hovered directly above the top and looked at the small flag that was waving in the wind on the top. Apparently, the natives of the world had climbed this mountain in the world and left this flag as a sign. When he carefully landed on the top he was careful not to desecrate the flag.When his claws were deeply pressed into the rock, he put his wings close to his body again and enjoyed the. She saw me and smiled and came right over to the booth. I stood and introduced myself. We slipped in opposite sides of the booth and we began to chat. I watched her lovely face as we talked. She had shoulder length dark brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. She told me more about herself and I did the same. Both of us were just a tad nervous I think so we tended to chatter about nothing. After about 15 minutes though the conversation turned towards sex.“Why did you agree to meet with me since. Her school tunic had ridden up and I could see her hosed thighs and the Vee of her panties. She saw me looking and picked up the nearest thing at hand and threw it at me telling me that I was disgusting; just like all boys, and to get out of her room.As I slammed the door behind me I realised that what she had thrown at me was a pair of her pantyhose balled up with a pair of her panties. The hose and knickers which she threw at me had been lying discarded on the floor beside her bed waiting for.