“You have a secret admirer?” Mama asked when handing her the card. Opening all the Christmas cards without looking at the address could be quite i...nocent. There had been more than half a dozen each in recent deliveries. On the other hand, Mama could be quite nosy. Bill had signed the card “A Secret Admirer.”“Secret from you, at least.” Bill had quite distinctive handwriting.“And how is your romantic life going in Chicago?”“None at all in Chicago. My romantic life in Evanston is going quite. A sympathetic antagonist. She was so into it that she didn’t blink when she came across a strange set of words. The words were written on top of the original text in what seemed to be green highlighter ink. The glow of the ink drew the attention of her eyes and she focused on them instead of the plain black text. HARRIET READS THESE WORDS, said the clean and straight handwritten text. The sentence was followed by an identical copy and she read that as well. It repeated until she reached the end. But what if he is not into it like Pete and Amber. I am hyperventilating. I take a drink of water. My hands are shaking. I start to wonder why I got involved in all of this. It is making me crazy. What if I would have told Pete I thought he was sick tying his loving wife up like that and to let her go. I would have the laugh now. I would have spoiled their plan to get me involved. I could be the one in control. I could have had Pete arrested! I suddenly feel powerful. It's my turn to be in. You would not pick me on the street to be anything other than a normal senior citizen.I was twenty-one at the time and folks seem surprised that I was that late in losing my 'cherry'; they are not aware of the male to male side that existed beforehand.When she eventually got my clothes off and got me into bed I can honestly say that I did not know what to do. I was used to bending over and taking a cock in my hole, or taking it lying on my back. Now I was confronted by a girl who wanted cock.