For, time and time again, Bradford, wearing thesame terrified, distracted expression on his face and muttering tohimself, as if in response to voices ...eard only by himself, appeared inpublic, wearing a skirt and a blouse with pantyhose, high heels, anecklace or other jewelry, a dress or a gown, or other feminine attire,carrying a purse, his face made up with foundation, mascara, eyeliner,eye shadow, blush, and lipstick, his nails sculpted and painted, and ablonde, brunette, or red wig crowning. I arrived just as the sun was setting, there were a lot of cars parked up – I had a cruise around, not really knowing what to do or what to expect. So I parked up got out of the car, sat at a picnic table and lit a cigarette. After about 5 minutes a guy came over and started to chat me up, at first this felt really strange but all the same really exciting. We had been talking for a while and he went to kiss me – I hesitated and then received his passionate embrace. I was really turned on by. We had talked to the campground manager and had all that approved. We noted our spot and put a few things out to make it look occupied and left to shop.Karen had quite a list of groceries. She wanted enough for a few days with emphasis on supper tonight. She had put together a menu that would utilize the limits of the RV's kitchen as well as the gas grill that was stored in an outside storage compartment.We returned from shopping and began to organize dinner. I had been in contact with my aunts. George saw things that were not there ... at least, not there yet.Of course, his attire and demeanour reinforced his nerd, nut-bar reputation. Worse than his two-inch pant cuffs, worse than his un-matching striped shirts and polka dot bow ties, worse than his regularly mismatched socks were his glasses. Spectacles would be a more apt term because they were a sight for sore losers. The nastiest of schoolmates used sarcasm, which innocent George took at face value, to compliment him on his.