They wouldn’t let us see him. I couldn’t let myself think. I couldn’t let my body feel. Part of me had turned to a small heavy stone. In my hear..., I knew he was already dead. Chapter 2 ‘Come on Dahl, Breathe.’ I whispered to myself. My throat was tightening in on itself dangerously. ‘Breathe,’ I whispered even more softly. ‘You can do it.’ ‘One breath at a time.’ I heard the deepest, most resonant southern drawl tell me and all of sudden oxygen was rushing into me. I looked up at the longest,. . I get it. Damn!"Suddenly a man wearing old English livery, and carrying a long ornate staff, entered the room. He banged the staff on the floor sharply, twice, and then in a loud voice called out, "Ladies and Gentlemen! Her Majesty, The Queen!"The crowd went silent! They then moved to form a processional way for Her Majesty. As the Queen moved along the aisle formed by the people, women curtseyed and the men bowed, the room was absolutely silent! This was something that really struck me,. They all want to date him. John however is very shy, everybody thinks.John has a secret. He loves to wear female underwear. He would even wear dresses if he could, but western society 'prohibits' men to dress the way they want. Women can wear whatever they like. Marlene Dietrich made it even possible for women to wear trousers. At some 'Jerry Springer' type show he saw how the audience reacted to a man who told of his love for panties and he decided to keep his feelings a secret to anyone. This. Her body was very nice, with pert little tits and nipples that could poke your eye out. I felt that familiar tingle in my jeans. As I was lost in my own imagination, I forgot to watch for her to look up, and the next thing that I know, she is up and walking my way. "Is there something you want to say to me, asshole, or do I just give you something to gawk at," she said before I had a chance to even brace myself. "I'm sorry, I was just......" "I know what you were just .... and I'm not.