God put me in a position to help so I did. You are looking so much better now. I hate to say it, but you look like death warmed over, which is a huge ...mprovement, by the way," the Major said with a chuckle. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Yeah, Bill. Several things. I'd like to talk to that guy that was talking when I collapsed. I need to talk to someone who has gone through hell like I have." That one is easy. That was Ike Johnson. He got that moniker 'cause his head looks like. They didn't get caught while he was volunteering his medications at midnight.Their Gypsy wagons were 'improved' before they left Michigan. Much better springs and a nifty electric motor/generator helped keep their horses from tiring out after a hill or two. It charged a set of 24 volt batteries on the downhills and the flats and assisted the horses on the way up. The wagons had tongue hooks and a tow hitch on the back.Ed, Missy and Seph delivered the clan just outside of town one dark and. I flipped him around so he was facing away from me and jammed my cock up against the back of his pants.My arms slid around him, enfolding him. I loved the feel of his shirt under my fingers, the fabric rough and alive with tactile sensuality. I slid my hands between the buttons to feel his warm skin underneath.Then I tightened my grip on him with one hand and took ahold of his jutting dick with the other. I started jerking him off and he started really panting.He was loving this as much as I. Bythis time his mother's shoes fitted him and he would prance around inher high heels and a dress. He always wished she had a wig butunfortunately she did not so he had to live with the fact that he onlylooked feminine from the neck down.When he left home he managed to take some shoes and clothes to allow himto continue his hobby. He also purchased a wig and some make up overthe internet and in the privacy of his bedsit he would transform himselfin to beautiful woman and spend nights just.