"What are you talking about?" "It’s okay," he laughed taking the tension off. "I just didn’t know if you even knew you were missing a pair and if...you had noticed. I just thought you might have liked to of known that they weren’t lost." "Oh gosh," I breathed, my face flushed. My plan was in progress and starting to work without him even knowing. "I guess I must have gotten them mixed up when I was washing your shirts to bring to you. I’m sorry for the embarrassment, babe," I said softly with. I remembered her name: Gretchen Kurtz.I continued my habits of hunting nude the next summer, but now I was more careful than ever not to be seen. I usually dispensed with the breechclout now, letting my cock hang free and usually semi-erect. That's how I was when I saw Gretchen again, in the forest.I'd been tracking a fox. The trail led to a little valley that I seldom visited, and I was actually able to get a glimpse of him now and then, a flash of red in the shadows. I quietly moved down the. So I confessed and said hell no in as much of an feminine voice as I could. I explained the situation and the guy said get in and that he would give me a ride home. So I got in and he said his name was Rick. I said mine was Christine. Right when I said my name he looked at me closer and was like are you a dude. I about started to cry and said yes. Rick said I really don’t know how to respond to that. I felt so out of place, I told him how to get to my house. The ride was quite but I could. Jean is one of Dave's Mom's younger sisters. Jean wanted to discuss the magic tongue and sent Dave and Al to the bar where they met a former B-25 pilot, Charlie Arthur, who took flight training with Dave's mother's brother, Harry ... yes?"He looked at me pretty close ... recognition ... Oh, shit."You look just like Harry." He grinned. "I was Harry's flight instructor. I'm amazed ... you look normal." He made that 'continue' motion at Wendy with his hand.Thanks a lot, mom."Charlie flew us home.