Wearing a dark brown dress and tanned nylons, she was the picture of a professional, attractive, woman. But, as I watched her she became much more to ...me. She unfolded a white cane and made her way onto the train and later, at her scheduled stop, off.From that day onward, I would consciously attempt to be near her. At first it was just to see her tanned skin within a few feet, from the tiny wrinkles about her eyes to the delicate curve of her full red lips. And then I would attempt to be near. “Tim’s a good kid.” The only thing I could say that was guaranteed to get her agreement.“That he is.”“We did one thing right.”“We did plenty of things right, Hal, just not enough of them. Want a beer? I bought a six-pack, and I want to finish them before Tim gets back.” She had 2 weeks, well 13 days. Only Gwen would think that having one can for every two days meant that she needed help.“Why, thank you. There’s no rule, you know, that you can’t have beer in the house when he’s here. I have hard. I was able to identify her car and I sat. You know what she was very beautiful and she was semi nude. After reaching home, she told me to get ready and the moment I was out with just a towel covered like a girl, I saw her compete nude. She told she is mostly naked and wears little clothes while going out. She insisted me to be naked, I agreed to her as the climate was hot outside, but when I was about to get naked I told her I am like ladyboy, she smiled and said she knew it. I giggled and. The alcohol helped me work through social fears and chat with other people.It appeared to be just a routine evening until about 30 minutes before closing time. A very attractive woman asked me to dance and with her long hair and big tits, who was I to say no? But a funny thing happened. About halfway through our dance, she switched partners. All of a sudden, I was dancing with a guy with dark, black hair, big muscles and an intoxicating scent.I considered taking my seat back at the bar or just.