You two were constantly trading outfits. Though I have to admit, I think you always looked better in them. You had, on a number of occasions, told me ...how much you’d like to bed Mike but he and Laura seemed to be joined at the hip. Personally, I wouldn’t have minded fucking Laura either. She was awfully cute. As a group we had all become the best of friends, we completely trusted them and they trusted us. I frequently got a little down when I thought of us drifting apart when we graduated. I. Sitting down , she slowly lifted her right leg on to the platform and smilingly said ‘ help me see which of these delightful sandals is going to have the effect I am looking for?’So playing it by instinct I took gently took hold of her ankle and went to take off her black pumps she was wearing.‘Just a minute Ken, they are rather tight, let me help you”. With that Cathy pulled up her skirt and opened her legs to bend over and pull off her shoe giving my eyes more than enough time to travel up. I'd better not though.Not in public." So I won the bet then?" I asked."Oh yes! I didn't recognise you even though I was looking for you and knew youwould be dressed as a woman. If you'd walked past me in the street looking likethat I wouldn't even have noticed you." Excellent," I grinned, "I saw just the dress for you to wear when we go outshopping then." I'd seen a particularly nasty seventies brightly coloured dresswhile looking in charity shops for my skirt and sweater. I had bought it just. No wounds of any kind that I could see. A little more investigating and I’d discovered I couldn’t lift my arm using my shoulder muscles very far at all without getting a sharp pain in the shoulder. Perhaps more disconcerting to me was the fact that there was very little feeling in my right hand and forearm.My best guess from, my admittedly poor, investigation was that, whatever had happened, whatever I’d done, had caused a tear somewhere in, or near, the rotator cuff along with some nerve.