I licked my lips, and then devoured his member once again. My head bobbed on his prick a few times then I backed off and let his hard-on fall out of m...y mouth. He put his hand under my chin and made me look him in the eye. “You have done this before haven’t you?” He asked. “No. No, I haven’t honestly Uncle Hugh.” I am not sure that he really believed me. Looking back down, and without looking up, I asked him if I could do that again. “Only if you take off all of your clothes.” He. A guy in garish and slightly crooked makeupand a ridiculous wig - but with very attractive, cherry-red lips. Oh well,it was about as good as I could expect in the circumstances.An inspection of my complete look in the full-length mirror on thewardrobe door elicited similarly mixed feelings. My legs, well-toned fromregular exercise, looked surprisingly good. But otherwise thecheerleader's outfit just looked plain wrong on my male body. I was simplythe wrong shape. And again, that stupid wig!I. He could make it a class action suit and then retire.” I mumbled it of course, since no one could hear.Since I still didn’t have a TV set, ‭ I watched some old TV shows on Sunday night. I answered several calls from people returning my earlier calls. In all I hadn’t learned much.About‭ 9PM I heard a car in the gravel drive. I looked out to see Linda pull up beside my Accent. She didn’t have Megan, so that meant Megan was with Linda’s mother overnight. That happened often, or so I had. That's what I see, too." I thought you were blind." That was your idea, not mine. The mind is an amazing thing. It fills in the blanks. It creates fictions to cover gaps in the reality that it sees. I couldn't see what you could see so your subconscious decided that I must be blind. A perfectly logical deduction but based on a flawed premise." I don't understand." You were lost. You've been stuck for a very long time. You were only seeing what your mind would allow you to see. You were living.