Arranging ourselves to get off the bus, Earl instructed me to follow him into the handicapped washroom. I looked around before going in to make sure n...body noticed us, but sure enough the church ladies had the driver busy and were headed for the cafeteria to get some tea. As the bathroom door shut behind me, Earl locked the door and quickly dropped his pants to the floor. He pulled me to him and planted a hungry wet kiss on my lips which I happily returned. I fumbled with my belt and oped up my. He needed to know. It was unusual for him to need to know where he stood with a woman; normally he kept emotionally aloof, while being kind and loving to the women he knew.He always allowed them to go their way. His early commitment to his ex-wife and its disastrous ending had kept him so, but now he had fallen again, and he needed to know. This time he wanted this woman even though she was so much younger than him. This time it did not seem to matter. He hoped not.He was about to broach the. In fact insome ways he had less traditional female tasks to perform now but theones he did were so much more intimate. Everything from peeing topersonal grooming was female oriented.He sighed and got up walking over to the mirror. Even that movement hada feminine action to it. His hips and legs just didn't move the way aboy's did. There wasn't any trace of boy in the mirror.Of course if a boy did see him as he was now, Jeremy thought tohimself, I'd have to beat him off with a stick. Then again. There was a tripod for it and a digital microphone on a stand that plugged into it. The whole thing would plug into my computer and there was a two-terabyte solid state drive for storing files as well. I was looking at close to a thousand dollars worth of equipment that would seriously impact my sound quality when I played my guitar.I couldn’t just go to bed without trying out the whole package. I moved my bed so the painting was in the background and set everything up to record. It even had a.