A few years later I would have come in my pants like a shot, but at the time, at such a tender age, this was not possible. I just knew that what I was... witnessing was something special, I was transfixed and could not stop staring. I remember the next lady to undress wore brown coloured pantyhose and a girdle, not as pretty as the previous lady but just as mesmerising. When she took down her pantyhose, she revealed her very skimpy white panties. The material was very thin, almost transparent and. I tensed. My new wife told me in a scolding tone toanswer it.Utterly ashamed to have anyone else see me like that, I neverthelessopened the door partway, hoping it would be someone at the wrong addressand that they would leave at once. Instead, it was a curious lookingpair who cheerfully pushed past me, greeting Andy by name. Thenewcomers were a man and a woman. He was blatantly gay and she wasofficious looking. He had on tight pants and a sleeveless top. Shewore a smart pants suit. Each. We’re committed. We need you to be strong now, Clint. You’re the man. Be that.”I gave a slight nod.They broke away so I could hug Lee and her mother. Then my mother and Pam’s. Even Zoey and Stefani I swept up into my arms. No kisses. It didn’t feel right sharing off our intimacy in the lobby of the county jail.Through the glass doors, I could see the media waiting. I took a deep breath and held out my arms. Pam took my right, her wedding ring glinting as she rested her left hand on my wrist,. We walked hand in hand up to Jo's door and went inside. Key was curled up in an impossible twist with a laptop. She looked up when we walked in. "Hi, Jo's white boy," she grinned. "I got an angle on an uppity violinist if you want something to do." You're just evil," I returned. "But you're Jo's friend, so I tolerate you." Not to mention that I'm an endangered species. I'm the only black oboist I ever met." And you're my second-favoritest orchestra person," I replied.Jo had her hand on my.