"Please Mike stop this," I hated the begging tone in myvoice. "I like being a bloke and don't want to be a girl all thetime..." Don't you?" Mike laugh...d, "You could fool me babe I've watched youvery carefully for the last day or so, and putting it bluntly you are abetter person dressed." What do you mean by that?" I half growled."I mean that you are a more complete personality." Mike mused, "When Ifirst got to know you it was pretty clear to me that you always keptpeople at arms reach. It was. Actually her hand felt quite nice there and I felt myself wettenslightly. I was embarrassed by that but could not get my mind off her handand the effect it was having on my body. I listened to her breathing and found it to ragged, not the slowshallow breath of someone asleep. Was she awake and doing this on purpose?I had to find out so I spread my legs a little to see what she would do.She readjusted, sliding her hand higher onto my thigh. My body reacted; Icould feel the gush that. It was just a few hours later that I became amazed at life and people. It's not that I'm a prude or naive, because I'm not, but at 62 there's a few things I've never experienced or thought about experiencing.I like a good Margarita before dinner, so I had mixed me up a batch and was sitting outside reading a book, sipping on a Margarita, and trying to decide if I wanted to grill me a steak or barbecue some chicken when Don drove up by himself in his golf cart."Mind if I join you for a few. She stood very tall, with brownish red hair and pretty brown eyes, dressed casually in a dark skirt and yellow blouse that did nothing to hide her wonderful figure. That's the problem with going a month without ejaculating, my dick got hard every time I saw a girl even remotely attractive and this girl looked gorgeous.I greeted her with an awkward silence, unable to keep my eyes from moving up and down her body. Until she spoke, I was only barely aware that she was giving me a look as well."Hi.