She was dressed in her contest gown, crown and sash showing that she was Miss. Western New York Fall Festival. I whispered in her ear to come to my c...r in the pits in about twenty minutes. My name is Paul. When this evening happened I was 26 and trying to make a living as a stock car driver. I had one sponsor that paid most of my cost to travel and maintain my car and a couple of other smaller ones that about paid my tire bill, entry fees and gas. In effect my purse money was mine although. When they went shoppingtogether at women's clothing stores, his heart would fill withexcitement and anticipation, only to be crushed when he found himselfunable to let go and express his enthusiasm. He still went around inhis jeans and t-shirts and made no effort to "pass," but he wanted tolet down his guard and really shop with Janice, like so many effeminategay men did with their woman friends. Instead, he stood awkwardly by asshe tried things on that he would have died for, pretending to. To get back out in the world. Stephanie was my stepping stone on as Ireturned from exile.But the city.......Why hadn't I set a lunch date closer, in a quietersuburb? Why had I chosen the loud-10/-city?A horn blared as I crossed the road to the shopping center, startlingme. On the sidewalk, pedestrians hustled by, pushing and nudging me outof the way as I froze. Various people eased me to the side, passing melike a ball from one to another as I sensed my breathing kick up a gear.Short, sharp. Again, the run was uneventful, but, at least, I was able to head for the whorehouse. The madam was agreeable to my same deal of $1 for the whole night, and I managed to empty my pipes of whatever stuff I had accumulated over the weekend. Man, them women sure were accommodating!Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday went the same way with nothing to show for my efforts beyond a sore ass. Friday was a little bit different. I ain't sure exactly what happened, but I think I frightened off a robbery.