It was no mistake. I had picked all the right numbers. The paper said only one ticket matched them all and I was holding it in my trembling hands. We ...ere rich, my wife and I that is. For the next twenty minutes I just sat at my desk in a stupor trying to think of what I needed to do. Lets see, hmm. A financial advisor. Yes that’s it. I was going to need some good advice on how to handle this windfall. No wait, the first thing I need to do is deliver the news to my loving wife. Lets see what. I'd spent years cross dressing privately, getting off to the fantasy of a man taking my anal virginity. I eventually thought about looking up guys on the internet to hook up with, and found one man who was perfect for what I was looking for. He was a single older man named Tom who lived out on a ranch where he had lots of privacy. After we made arrangements, I immediately started getting ready. I showered and shaved my body clean, then painted all my nails hot pink. You'd be surprised how much. " Just a minute," said Ellen."Let me see the book again." She picked up the book gingerly." My God, do you know what it's covered with?"We looked at her apprehensively."It's human skin. I'm sure of it. I've seen it in some museums. They used to cut the skin off executed criminals, tan it, and use it for covering books." "Yuck!" I said . I shivered. Ellen handed the book back to Fred. He shook his head in disgust. He seemed to shiver too."Well, on that pleasant note, I'd better be on my. I'd really like it if you could meet me for lunch. It's important to me."He looked up from his breakfast and looked me in the eye. He probably heard the determination in my voice."Okay" he said "I guess I could...." GREAT!" I replied. "How does noon at that new place just down the street sound? Let's meet outside at a table." Sure" he said, now losing interest. "I guess that will work."He then finished breakfast and left, kissing me half-heartily on the cheek. Once he was gone, I cleaned up the.