Black Stockings (standard:romance, 1282 words)
Author: Freya Griffin	Added: Oct 13 2002	Views/Reads: 4235/2345	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
You have to read Liz's Visiting first to know what i'm talking about. (edited)

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Friday after school, and on Sunday the whole day if they're not 
performing on the weekend. 

Back to Liz and her black stockings. The guys wouldn't pay attention
that much until the fashion-aware Daisy mentioned it. 

'How many of those do you have?', Daisy pointed Liz's legs during a
rehearsal break one Saturday morning. 

'Two, like yours and anyone else's in this room' 

'Not your legs silly, the stockings' 

' I have one for each day of the week, and also with all available
textures they have in the market' 

'What are you? Obsessed? Wouldn't it get too hot to wear those in the
summer?', Mikey stole the words out of Daisy's tongue. 

'Well, yeah, but I don't wear it as much as I wear it in non-summer
days'. Meanwhile the conversation started to attract the others. 

'Say, you don't happen to have one of those fishnet stockings do you?',
Stephen asked seriously.  Edward exploded in laughter. 

'As a matter of fact I do. I have three of them in different sizes', Liz
didn't react as Stephen hoped her to be. She remained cheerful and 
began to explain every item of her numerous collection to her amazed 
band members. 

'... And I have backups for each of them. I usually bought four or three
of the same item, in case it wears out or they don't produce it 
anymore', Liz ended her explanation. The others were too amazed they 
didn't know what to say for several seconds. 

'Wow. I must say... I'd like to do that with guitars, I think. When I
got rich I'm going to do just the same as you are, Liz. Only I would be 
collecting guitars', Mikey then got lost in thinking about what guitars 
he might want to buy one of these days soon. 

'Why black stockings? You have incurable marks or some deficiencies on
your legs?',  Daisy observed Liz's sheer black stockings, trying to 
recognize some skin texture differences underneath the garment. 

'No. I'm normal. I just think these are cool', Liz patted her legs,
smiling wide. 

'I want to see your legs', suddenly. Everyone turned to Zac with
questioning looks in their eyes. 

'What?', Liz was surprised. 

'I want to see your legs without stockings', Zac repeated. He wasn't
aware that everyone was looking at him with various degrees of frowns. 
When he finally was, he smiled to all of them. 'You know, Zac, that 
sounded almost so perverted of you', Stephen tried not to laugh. 

Liz left the garage and returned with her stockings balled in her hands.
Daisy and Edward was staring to each other, communicating with their 
psychic ability, expressing their amusement. 

Liz approached Zac, who, during all of these, remained stationary behind
the drum set. She smiled to him and turned 360 degrees in front of him. 


'Well?' 

Zac didn't think that Liz would actually do that so he was not sure what
to do. He cleared his throat in approving manner and nodded  to her. 

'It's nice' 

'Thank you' 

'You should show them off more often', he added to everyone, except
Stephen, surprise. 

'Hmm...' 

Liz remained stockingless that whole Saturday. But she still wore them
at anytime possible until she got bored with it a year and a half year 
later. Zac quietly missed the black stockings afterwards. 


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