The otherway, of course, was to get underneath my jeans/skirt and see my rathermodest penis poking from underneath my pants/panties. I guess I got mym...ther's face and avoided my dad's adept prowess at growing body hair andas such I'm this in-between creature. As I watched myself cascade wateronto my cheeks I found myself thinking I was probably a perfect candidatefor hypnosis...'5 foot 7, 10 stone (well okay 147 pounds so a bit over), very cutefeatures, likes crossdressing, looks convincing and. That necessitated telling Mom and Sophia who these two strangeguys were, and about the machine and most of what Andrew and Evan hadtold me.Mom scolded Andrew roundly for getting into such a machine withoutknowing anything about it, where it came from, who made it or how itworked. She didn't scold Evan directly, because she'd never met himbefore, but she gave the impression he was just as dumb as Andrew. Whenwe finally escaped to my room and looked up the Reddit thread Andrew hadstarted, we. Back when I was there in 1976, there was no way I was going to let the weather dampen my spirits. It was my second visit to this great city so I considered myself a seasoned veteran who was eager to experience all that it had to offer. On my first visit, I discovered the red light district. Canal Street with its rows of shops and bay windows. In each window sat a scantily-clad lady selling her sexual wares. I found numerous porno shops with their plethora of novelties that I never know. Given the kind of people we were dealing with, the only comforting thought was that if this whole thing went sour I might only wind up as someone's sex slave rather than in a pine box.A fate worse than death? Debatable. After all, where there's life there's hope.Anyway, the trail of breadcrumbs that had led me to this point picked up where we'd left Missy Wilson's mom still holding forth on the wonders of self-proclaimed prophet Pastor Paul and his noble, self-sacrificing, forward-looking.