No outhouse dug into the frozen ground that I could see.The men weren’t unfriendly; they just seemed a little wary. Autry knew the five locals and i...ntroduced us to the other one — Harmon. He was around 30, slim and leathery and watchful. Droopy eyes, but alert. He looked at us the way a bear studies bee swarms.We dismounted and accepted the coffee Harmon offered. Strong and black and a day or two old. I’d had worse, far worse, when I was traveling on my own.Autry said, “Any trouble out this. In addition to being a struggling author, I was also a crossdresser. I wanted to spend the first night in my new house dressed as Kelly. I took joy in putting on the tan sweater and long, silky skirt. After making sure my wig and makeup were on properly in case someone drove by and saw me standing in front of the window, I proceeded to make dinner.Later on, I sat on the couch reading a lovely romance novel written by Prudence Walker. I took little notice in the howling wind picking up. ”She asked, “What else?”I added, “I like it when your shorts get in your ass crack, when your crotch gets wet, and I really like it when your nipples get hard.”Luann said, “Wow! That was certainly honest. I didn’t expect you to tell me things like that…but I’m glad that you did.”She asked, “Would you like to see me run naked in front of you for the next mile or so?”Astounded I asked, “Would you?”Luann smiled and said, “Sure! Why not! After all, you were honest with me.”Then she removed her. Okay. The guy’s got visible evidence of good prospects – engineer, smart, good job, good looking, so... “Wanna run out for lunch with me?” I ask, adding my more charming version of a smile.“Sorry. Can’t,” he said.“Okay. Maybe some other time?”“Uh, Tara, don’t take this wrong, but I’m kinda committed to someone...”“Oh,” I said, trying hard not to emit sounds of serious deflation. I mean, first try and I’m shot down. “Somebody at school?”“Somebody here. I thought it was pretty much common.