The next two stories were about old people, which was just disgusting.Old men, whose wives caught them transvestating. He kind of liked theones where ...his happened and then the wives would turn them into bigtitted she-male sissy maids and made them eat out all their mah jongpartners and stuff, but these weren't anything like that. Instead thewives were really nice to them, and everybody was getting in touch withtheir true self and there was more damn crying and it was just soSTUPID!!The last. She knocked on my door and I told her to come in. I was setting on the edge of my bed, facing the door. As she walked in I quickly began talking, trying to explain myself, trying to make excuses. “I … I didn’t mean to see you like that. I thought I was here alone…..” “Yes, I can see that” she said and looked down to the floor beside my bed. More embarrassment for me – in my earlier haste I had not hid my magazines, and there they lay! I scooted them under the bed with my foot and said “I ..I. It wasn’t going to be difficult figuring out what this woman wanted considering the limp and the scar.“Good. I was in the neighborhood and thought he would like to go out to lunch,” the woman said.“Lunch?” Claudia asked wondering if she had heard correctly.Magus appeared at the door of his office and said, “Ah, Cassie. What a pleasure to see you. I was thinking of swinging by your office to see if you wanted to go to lunch.”Magus approached the woman with his arms outstretched. She held open. "No...I thinkyou've come to the wrong place." I'm Bill. Bill Lambert. You must remember me. I live right nextdoor." the girl said with a huge smile on her face. "This cream is thebest thing that ever happened to me."Doug was backing away. "No," he said horrified. The girl had someresemblance, he guessed, to his neighbor, same coloring with pale skinand dark hair. This girl could almost be his daughter. But this girlwas talking nonsense."Yes I am, or I was." She pulled him next to her.