I am sitting in my usual spot on the bird spotted bench under a spreading shade tree eating my lunch prepared by my wife in my metal lunch box that us...d to belong to my older brother who died fighting the dreaded Hun in the war.I could sit with my other bus driver friends but I hate to eat near people because I tend to burp a lot when I eat and it is a "common" thing according to my mother. The sandwich is tongue sliced nice and thin just the way I like it. My wife Gracie always puts lots of. Now from experience she would place her worn panties into a sidepocket in her case and I wasn't disappointed when I searchedher case the next day she was out.I went into her room and immediately went straight to the casewhich was laying on the floor half open. True to form the pantiesshe had been wearing the previous day were in the case pocketfolded in half. I lifted them out and opened them as I felt mycock twitch in anticipation of that sweet smell. They werea faded pink colour with a darker. I was not sure at all that I was ready to be a man’s woman again in spite of a wondrous first experience with John.I would go with a more conservative black dress with a tight flared waist, high back, but exposed but sheer chest and shoulders. The dress had a shaded lace black breast area which made my breasts look real. I changed into a longer wig that matched my hair and I thought I looked very pretty and even cute in it yet with a subtle sexiness. I wanted to look like an elegantly dressed. For Ricky, things were closer to home and he spoke of the need for “empathy, love, and an understanding that men and women alike are always real men and real women, not because they conform to some pre-conceived ideals of masculinity and femininity, but because they are true to themselves. As long as you are the real you, you are a real man, you are a real woman, and you can be strong enough to be kind. Guys, women are not the enemy. Women, guys aren’t the enemy, either. Hatred and bitterness,.