You look good, Mike."The trip to Lexington was fun. Millie, pushing John in a stroller, and Marita looked at everything the jeweler had, while Mom and...I worked with the dealer evaluating the coins.The jeweler separated seven of the coins that were different from the others before putting the rest in stacks of ten. The man tested each of the bars and told me one of the bars was indeed silver and one was gold. I was a little nervous as I mentally calculated what he had said everything was. It was a warm summer morning and I had on a light shirt and long pants when I entered the front door. Just as I looked up to throw the paper up to the landing, I saw a man standing at the top of the stairs, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. This was the customer and I noticed he was waving for me to come up to his level. Thinking he wanted his paper handed to him, I climbed up the stairs and then reaching the top noticed he had moved back a bit. "You deliver my paper every day?" he asked, "Yes. I then use some water balloons that I made to about softball size, I put those in some nude stockings and that what I use for tits. They work great, nice and bouncy, and the knots make great nipples. Once I have those in place, I ask if they want me to wear nude or tan hose. I normally wear tan cause it hides my leg hairs better because I can't shave. I slowly slide in to my hose and enjoy the feeling of pantyhose, because I love wearing them and wish I could everyday. I then ask my chat buddy. I must be an ultra fag, he thought.But I like girls. I don't like boys. Why would I want to appear as a girl? The thought of going out dressed caused his cock to get hard again.He began to massage his silk encased dick. He fell on the bed and began wildly beating off into the dress. No you can't do this.If you get anything on this dress you're finished.In the throes of girlish ecstacy he pounded on his silk laden cock and failed to hear a car drive up in the pouring rain. ecstacy. Shawn.