“Ma’am,” they said,” we couldn’t help but notice that the pepper shaker contains salt and the salt contains pepper.”But before they could ...inish ... the waitress interrupted.“Oh – sorry about that.”She leaned over the table, unscrewed the caps of both bottles and switched them.There was dead silence at the Mensa table.Kinda reminds ya of the government, doesn’t it.Solutions to our problems should be so simple, but the brilliant minds in Ottawa/Washington always seem to make them so. Poor Jeff tried everything in the club to get me turned on, but in the end I left before it happened. I had to leave. I was getting high on the second hand smoke as well as the short stubby cigar like joint I had inhaled.Jeff followed me into the parking lot, "Why don't you follow me to my place. We can have a few more beers and maybe a little more pot?" I want to get back to the motel or I'm going to be too high to drive soon," I suggested."Then I'll come back with you," he suggested."I. Damn it I loved dressing and looking this way. Tears beganagain. Looking at the calendar on the fridge I realized that Janine wasdue home in two days, I had better start practicing being David again ormy dreams from last night would come true. Then I thought about my hairand eyebrows, I decided I would just tell her that I cross dressed a fewtimes. She seemed to accept it ok. I hoped she would not get too upset.My cell phone rang in the other room, startling me. Passing the livingroom. The red imprints of his painted lips were obvious on hisaunt's breast. Maureen began to rub the cups of the bra heryoung nephew was wearing. His little dick begged for releasefrom his panties. Maureen slid the garment off, his little manhood sprangup to attention. Gary still had one nipple in his mouth, as Maureen guidedhis hand to his penis. He knew what to do as Maureen watchedGary stroke to an instant climax. Gary's red lips parted from Maureen's breast, and for thefirst time.