I had been walking in the county park located about a mile or so from our new home and I was just starting back when I heard a slight sound behind me....I turned and saw a boy about my age rapidly approaching on a bike. Not anyone I knew, of course, but there was something about him which drew my eyes to lock on his oncoming figure. I stood frozen for the several seconds it took for him to reach me and just managed a smile as he passed. He turned and smiled back and raised his hand in a quick. . and a card attached to the ribbon. I can't tell you who was shocked more, it might have been a tie. The card read Happy Birthday Dear Friend Please Enjoy.The look on Kathy's face was priceless. I looked at my wife and she smiled back saying I know you'll take care of her. My wife picked up her pocket book and keys. On her way out she said to call her when we were done and she would be home with dinner.Kathy and I . The prevalent atmosphere at home decided me to keep very quiet about my illicit pleasures. Around about a year later a man the f****y referred to as ‘uncle Pete’, although in reality he was no relation, came into my life. Uncle Pete was pretty good fun and generous! It was him that introduced me to train spotting which was to become a lifetime passion. Pete took me all over the country to railway sites of interest and when he wasn’t doing that we were in his shed playing with his model railway.. ”Oh. Oh. I looked down on myself. The comfy, baggy, well-washed hoodie with the college logo I was wearing and the plain gray T I had on underneath that were literally the only things I was rocking today, north of my belt line. Yep, today was no-bra day no. 93. I could literally smuggle live chickens underneath this hoodie and no one would notice, so of course I didn’t bother to wear bras.Well, I brought this on myself. If I hunched a little, he wouldn’t notice, probably. They were barely.