"We were sitting down to breakfast one morning, ready to eat and then getto work when Mrs. Foster brought him out. I'd like you all to meet my newhel...er here, Barbara, she said" Andy said as he paused with a shiver.Everyone took notice as the room grew quiet as if Andy was telling aterrifying campfire story. "She had him all made up, all decked out, and she had him in a DRESS!"Wayne said excitedly."Get the fuck out of here!" Dale said at Wayne's revelation."No, it's true!" Andy continued. . I even pointed out that I had brought a sleep mask so that her face could not be recognized in any pictures and she could keep any pictures she felt revealed too much. She finally agreed to return the favor. She stood up and took her gown off revealing that she had absolutely nothing on under it. She asked me where I wanted to take the pictures. I told her that since the floor to ceiling window had the curtains closed, right there in the living room was fine with me. I told her that I wanted to. However, I do periodically find myself remembering this eventful time in my life and when I slip back to when it all happened, I find myself wishing it would somehow materialize again or that I could somehow go back and relive the experience. When it does creep back into my thoughts, I find myself going back to that fateful time in my life, revisiting the experience, thinking about what actually took place but because I have mixed feeling about what happened, I eventually wish again to forget. I got a pair of dark socks and black running shoes out of my closet. To the pile of clothes I had gathered I added a black ball cap, a flashlight, a fanny pack, a pair of field glasses and my digital camera.I figured the distance from Grayson Road to Munt Street to be no more than three miles. Normally I could easily walk three miles in forty-five minutes but I didn't know how difficult the walk would be. The rail bed was straight and flat but I was sure that a lot of it would be overgrown with.