At the same time he felt straps on his shoulders starting to go downboth his front and back. Then on his ribs he felt wings started to form.Towards th...e back the wing grew hooks and eyes closures and the frontthey form cups. The cups and the hooks and eyes closure meet the straps.On his chest he felt some plastic. His t-shirt started to rise to showhis midsection and the sleeves and collar area start to retreat in themiddle of the shirt. The shirt changes color from black to pink. He sawmounds. “My name is Rachel McBride and I am attending the summer school for advanced academics. We have been following your trip to Kampala as part of our international events class. We are collecting donations to the Doctors without Borders to put in your collection box. I don’t want to intrude but may I please have your autograph?” as she extended her hand with the paper and a pen.“I think I have a better piece of paper to use.”I opened my portable office that was always by my side and took out one. Mind you, my disguise didn't lack forthe money spent on it. I came from a family that could be described asfinancially comfortable. Roxy's family were loaded. She had a monthlyincome from a trust fund that I would be pushed to earn in a year.There wasn't a problem with her family about their money. They liked meand the feeling was mutual. Before I proposed to Roxy I asked herfather's permission and, knowing how wealthy they were and her likelyinheritance, I first suggested to him that he. We had never met but were doing a lot of dirty chat. Well on this day I said Fuck It I'm going for it and told Dion to meet me in a hotel room that I'm going to get this afternoon. I left the office early went got a a room in this High End Hotel where I waited for him to arrive. I sat there drinking Vodka to gain some courage after about an hour there was a knock on the door I opened it to find Dion standing there. He was a large Black man 28, 6.5 about 240 lbs. shoulders as wide as a truck and.