So she went to check it out. She went to the Western Wall and there he was, walking slowly up to the holy site.She watched him pray and after about 45... minutes, when he turned to leave, using a cane and moving very slowly, she approached him for an interview."Pardon me, sir, I'm Rebecca Smith from CNN. What's your name?"Morris Feinberg," he replied."Sir, how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?" For about 60 years." 60 years! That's amazing! What do you pray for?" I pray. Ek din mane use phone kiya mujhe kuch notes chahiye kya mai tumhare ghar aa sakta hu,usne kha ha, mai abhi bahar hu kya tum shaan ko aa sakte ho mane kaha theek hai.mai theek 4 baje uske ghar chala gya. Mane uske ghar ki bell bajai par koi nahi aya, mane dekha ki uske ghar ka darwaza khula tha, phir mai under chala gya , mane dekha ki uske ghar par koi nahi tha mai use room mai gya. Woh so rahi thi woh bahuh payari lag rahi thi usne t skirt aur koi kuch short pehen rakha tha ,Uski t shirt uske. Nice to finally meet you Eddie and enjoy yourself. Seriously."When he left I looked at Elizabeth wondering what his issue was and I got my answer when she dropped her doctor's coat and lifted off the black turtle neck sweater she had worn under it. Her big matronly boobies bounced nicely unimpeded by a bra and I saw both boobies were marked by numerous sucker marks."Sex has been good lately with Stevie and as you can see, I really like my titties sucked." So he was telling us to go at it when. I could almost hear my own heart beating. Finally, my father said, "Mike! What is this, a joke? Why are you dressed like a girl?" I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. My mother said, "Tell your father why you're wearing a dress, dear." I said, "I like wearing dresses. I like dressing up like a girl." "Why?" he roared. "I just do." "Look at me!" I looked at him. He looked sick, like he wanted to throw up. He was disgusted. I know how he felt. "How could you let him dress.