" Well, I haven't had any negative feedback, so I guess it's harmless talk." Where do you have your private moments with Ginny?" Mostly my apartment, ...er sorority house or sometimes when we are in her car." I notice you rode here on your bike. Do you have a car?" No, can't afford it right now. I'm hoping to buy one for my senior year. I'll be doing some field trips, so I'll need something to get me back and forth. If it didn't rain so much, I'd get a motorbike, but that's not practical around. “How you gettin’ there?”“I, uh...” Darren scowled. “I can hitch a ride.”“Nonsense.” Walters pulled a key from his pocket and handed it over. “You know where my house is, yeah?”Darren took the key and looked at it. “A motorcycle?”“Can’t give you my cruiser, that’d be too obvious, and everyone knows my truck.”“But not the cycle?”Walters frowned and then let out a sigh. “Bike’s not mine, it’s my son’s. He ... I can’t bear to look at it, and I ain’t ever gonna ride it. He bought it before he. Eventually, the time was set for us to be with each other. The first date we went on, we wasted three hours just playing with each other in the car. I would fondle her 18 year old breasts, and she would massage my hard cock through my jeans until I wanted to cum so bad. Those first few dates were crazy for both of us, without the release and just pure teasing of each other. I'd whisper in her ear how I'd make her wild for everything I'd do to her, and she would push my hand down her pants. When she's not around I try some wilder makeup experiments. The results are garish. I look like something from an old movie. The hell with this. I am still the same person. Or not that different anyway. Yet. Ruth is married to John now. I still don't know him well. I don't think I want to. I have gotten over wanting Ruth. I think. Down inside myself it's probably still hiding there. I need to be a woman all the way. I call my old apartment. The machine answers. I tape a message for Lucina. I.