Still emotionally numbed, he turned into the men's room. And stumbled to an abrupt halt, his confusion compounded, a vivid image etched onto his retin...s.Cold, gleaming marble floors, walls, and countertops. Sterile blue-yellow fluorescent lighting. The echoing clack of his spike heels, then near silence. Only his shrill intake of breath, the muted sixty-cycle buzz of the lights, and the trickle of piss into water as the only other person in the room used the urinal.That person also wore a dress. Yeah that's not going to happen. They're girl pants."Brianne shook her head and pushed me towards the dressing room. "Noone's going to judge you! Besides, you might like the way they feel!" I continued to protest, becoming more embarrassed and red faced as shepushed me into the open dressing room. "Now put them on or I won't let you come out."I signed, giving in. The curtain closed fast behind me, blowing my hairinto my eyes. I looked into the mirror pushing it out of my eyes.This is so. She followed them with her eyes, enjoying being unseen. When they stopped, she sensed their arousal. As they embraced, she looked away, only to find her vision dragged back to the unfolding scene. The couple were in a deep embrace, their passion clearly aroused. The woman on the bench pulled her coat more tightly around her, as if protecting herself from the slight chill in the morning air. In doing so, she pressed her breasts with her hands, feeling their weight and fullness beneath the coat.. One red rose for her dead husband. He died three years ago. I tried to save him. But he would not drink my blood. I watched from a distance as he saved her from the fire. Then he laid down next to her as he faded away. I've been just about everything in life. I've done everything there is to do. Now I live alone in a big civil war mansion at the edge of town.Maybe seeing true love for the first time has cursed my existence. It's been so long since I've loved. To smell the scent of a.