It had been only dinner and a drink, and that had been her target time. I was in bed; I had whacked off a few minutes earlier and was starting to fall... asleep. My lights were off; the only light came from the hallway. All I saw was her back-lit silhouette as she opened my door and came across my room for a goodnight peck on the cheek. As she bent over me, I tried to peek down the top of her blouse, but the light from the hallway wasn't good enough.The kiss completed, she put her hand on my bed. .he'll hear, and then he'll come and tell me what to do, and...Wait, he thought. Take a deep breath. You are a man. Or at least awoman. Not some little girl.He thought of himself in the mirror. The pretty little female, sosmall, those tiny little arms... so vulnerable...No! Stop. It's part of the spell. No. You are not the man you usedto be physically. But you still have a working brain, so stop actinglike some ditzy broad and be a man.The Bat Cave. Yes. But first, clothes.Closing. I checked what classes the two were in and went to find them. Professor Holcomb was staring at the door as I stepped to it and looked in. “Somebody is in deep manure when the Director of security comes looking for them personally,” he said rather loudly.“Who are the guilty parties BJ?”“Robin Parson and Phil Jameson - it will only take a couple minutes, they don’t need to bring their books,” I replied.Out in the hall, “In 5 weeks there is going to be a resupply mission to the refugee camp at. She went on shopping at another store and another store and she walked around a little more. Then she saw someone she knew. She slowed down as that person began to see her. They both smiled at one another. Finally they stopped to talk to one another. Of course they greeted and caught up with one another. Everything went well but all of a sudden, she became distracted in a manner of speaking. “Hey Kyle, how’s it going?” someone said behind her. She blew it off. “How’s that practice of yours.