I made posters, which I posted all over town. I scrounged up enough cash to buy lemons, big plastic 20 oz. cups and popsicles. Last I set up shop, whi...h consisted of my old wooden lemonade stand, a few chairs, a container of sugar, a lemon squeezer, a pitcher filled with fresh lemonade (which I squeezed myself), a large cooler full of ice holding my extra lemons and assorted flavor popsicles, a scooper for the ice, napkins for all those people that drip, and a safety box for holding the. " She stated impassively.Leanne was determined not to let this grumpy old woman bring her down and smiled pleasantly as she filled in the book. "What's the date?" she asked, instantly regretting forcing more conversation out of the receptionist than was completely necessary."October 31st," came the brusque reply."Ooh, Halloween!" cooed Leanne excitedly. She started thinking about her themed party coming in a couple of days and the sexy little outfit she was planning to wear. A couple of seconds. I waited just inside the doorway before I went to order. Jackie told mom she and Mike came here every year. They had an understanding. Mike allowed her to "Get her jollies!" She was very happy about that too. She whispered again, "Mike has a cuckold fetish!" mom had heard of that. She wanted to know more. I was a while at the bar. I heard mom saying Hassan was good looking too. I dare say he was, with his fit sleek body and clean dark looks, but there was something oily about him too, and he. I've heard that expression from many of my black lovers friends over the years.Then,quite suddenly,they'd contact me and wonder if they can come over to talk.If I liked them,I'd invite them over.They did want to be assured that they'd be meeting me as a woman as they'd only seen me out on the town,all gussied up.Of course they'd be meeting me as a woman,I'm no homo.A couple of hours before the time arrived,I bathed,shaved completely,patted dry and contemplated what to wear and how to present.