It did not take long before my new friend ran up to me excitedly, but I quickly stopped him. “Joseph, you can’t act like that around me in public!...We don’t want people thinking you are getting special treatment from me.” I paused for a moment, smiled then winked. “So, what is all this fuss about?” He had a shocked look on his face which quickly turned to a smile. “It is just that I switched some classes around so that you would be my instructor. I hope you don’t mind?” He sat across the table. She was in the bedroom that he used as an office. She was looking around the computer, obviously trying to find something."What are you looking for?" he asked."I cannot find the remote to turn on this TV." He laughed, "That's not a TV. That's a computer."She looked at him as if she didn't believe him, "Why is it so big? In my time, the computers fit in your hand. Even the Supreme Ruling Council uses a handheld computer to run the entire government. I don't think that there's a computer this big. Carol) were laughing. But then the girls took turns gushing over what we were wearing.“Pete, did you really dress like this at home” Linda asked.I was in my most faded boot cut jeans, with my black square-toed cowboy boots – complete with spurs and jingle bobs ... As well as a long sleeved white-blue-black plaid pearl button shirt, bolo tie, black leather vest, and my dress black Stetson.I laughed and said “Naw, just a couple of times a year for rodeos and fairs. Heck, I’m not even a good. There is a small parking lot with a few narrow paths to the lower beach, then several hundred yards along the beach to where the seclusion sets in. I like it because I can cross-dress in a skimpy two-piece bikini, usually with an oversized shirt, and sit or layout for hours comfortably with little or no strange looks from an occasional passer-by. Over half of my visits there have resulted in some type of sexual experience with another man. One particular afternoon I packed up my carry bag with.