Me: oh ok ok aunty. did you have dinner?Shobha: yup done. what about you da?Me: yes aunty. even i had.Shobha: Mmm… ok da. In the morning you said th...t “uncle is lucky”. Why did you say that?Me: Chumma only aunty.. i felt like saying so I did.Shobha: no. I can’t believe you..Me: seriously aunty(with a wink emoji)Shobha: ok if you dont want to say, k leave it.Me: ok aunty i will say but you shoud not get angry. I will say straight forwardly (i didnt know were i got so much guts to say like. In the last week everywhere I look I see a crossdresser, right out there in public. First there was the color coordinated Dennis Rodman with green hair and white wedding dress. Then I was cruising through my local megagrocery store, the one with the film lab in the front, and stopped to check out their picture of the week. Usually it's a cute little kid or kitten of something wholesome like that, but this week it was a guy in wig, hot pants and a couple of round somethings stuffed under his. " It's okay, it's okay, baby." I said softly to her. "We're safe."My head was reeling with the memory. We had been on board a giant research vessel in the Indian ocean, both asleep in our cabin, when the alarm had sounded. In the pitch black. The lights or electricity had failed in our area. We frantically tried to wake up, come to our senses and tried to remember our lifeboat instructions and find our way down the darkened hallways by feel. When we reached our lifeboat location, it was total. From this angle he looked even more stupid. "Yeah?" Yeah," I agreed. "Stand up, still facing away from me."He did as I told him to and stood up on the bed. He was so tall that he had to squat a little to avoid his head banging on the ceiling.I shuffled up behind him again, my face level with his squat, round buttocks. I loved being in this position – kneeling behind another man with my face level with his bum – on the brink of enjoying a level of intimacy with him that I have never experienced.