“For months the wife has been after me to take her to the opera. Every time I turned around she was jabbering about this opera versus that opera. Fi...ally, I cave in and get tickets to The Magic Piccolo...”“It’s The Magic Flute, Sir.”“Right. For the next month all I hear from her is all about how I’m going to find some excuse not to go. I even turned down an invitation to a Bachelor Party so I can take her to the opera. So the big night finally arrives. I’m standing there in my suit, and she’s. Go on, walk back andforth for a while."She watched him as he did as he was told for a few minutes. He managedso well she was surprised, until the thought struck her that he'dprobably worn heels before, the panties wouldn't have been the firstthing he'd 'borrowed'."You're doing very well Julie, you can come downstairs now and have somebreakfast."He followed his mother as instructed, his obedience covering his mentalstate to such an extent that she didn't notice that he descended thestairs at his. Again, i shook my head no."well this is our secret honey, you are VERY sexy. Lets step away from the opening and into the woods where is out of sight and you can show me how well you can suck dick with those pretty lips of yours". With that he took my hand and led me into a pine area that seemed like a room because it was so secluded. It was only a few yards from where we were. i walked femininely barefoot through the woods, feeling sexxxy and like a girl.In the pine-room he turned around and. ”“Really, what happened?”“Well, there were a lot of law enforcement people around. Mainly because it happened on federal land. About a week later, I saw the appointment slip with your name on it. I thought that you might have been army buddies. Mr. Wilcox was in Vietnam.”I chuckled, thinking about youth and their concept of time. “No, Vietnam was a bit before my time. My war was more recent.”“Maybe you knew each other in Washington. Mr. Wilcox used to work there.”Confused, I asked, “Where in.