So who knows if all the rest is real or not? But I’m not the only person who has to try to figure that kind of stuff out.’ He looked like he was ...nce again shifting gears from philosophizing to storytelling. Which are different things, though related. ‘So Charity came to my door. Bearing a small basket of perfectly ripe Georgia peaches. They really do grow peaches in Georgia, it’s not just on the license plates. Charity was a few years younger than me. We’re still in touch, you know.’ I. Jenkins’ ass naked, haven’t you. I bet you have gone home and jerked off thinking about it. Well, let’s see if your imagination was right. Jimmy – come over here and take Mrs. Jenkins’ panties off.”I was mortified – standing at the window with my naked breasts pressed against the glass for anyone to see, and my problem student about to strip off my panties. Looking out the window, I thought I saw a curtain moving across the street. And did that truck slow down on the way past? I was exposed for. But it was still a hook-up, my way of moving on from heartbreak. But for her, what was it, what did it mean, and why? I hadnt talked to her since the bathroom incident, and I wasnt about to call her at one in the morning to discuss what happened. I would just talk to her tomorrow. But I could talk to Sean. The brightness of my iPhone in the pitch-blackness blinded me at first, but I was able to find his contact without too much trouble. Hello? he answered groggily. Hey man, hope I didnt wake. I was sure by the size and form of the box that it would be a wig. My suspicions were confirmed when I felt Megan placed it on my head. She fussed with it for a moment, combing it into place. "All right, you may open your eyes now," she instructed.I opened my eyes and gazed at the creature in the mirror. The image was of a striking woman, one with shoulder length auburn hair. There was one thing that struck me immediately and I had to ask, "Mistress, the color is an exact match for my own hair.