"Perfect Ron, thank you so much."As Ron and Nick sat looking out over the football field eating theirsandwiches and drinking tea Nick commented."You s...em somehow different today Ron, calmer no not calmer you seemmore serene, it suits you," Ron didn't dare tell Nick that he'drediscovered cross-dressing, as he didn't want him to think that he wassome kind of pervert."I rediscovered something yesterday that I used to love doing Nick." Oh sort of a hobby then?" enquired Nick."Yes sort of, it's not. If you have to show her your press credentials."My what?" she asked."Show here your visa card I don't care just get here talking about the video store." What if I mess it up?" You wont." I sounded pretty sure of her when I said it, but I truly expected her to screw it up.Dee had the woman talking like mad as long as she didn't have to deal with me. I don't think the woman did it because she was smitten with Dee, I think it was because she was straight laced and would be glad to see the Video. I had contracted to have a special wagon built for me. I had remembered Susanna telling me of the wagons her Gypsy tribe used for travel and had one of those houses-on-wheels constructed. I hired a driver and spent the long days of travel across the rocky deserts comfortably inside. Whenever I touched the gaily painted wagon I thought of her and Yusef and hoped that they were still happy together and were doting grandparents at least. Slowly we made our way East. When the ancient road forked,. That’s all there is to it. Show me a woman, and I’ll find a way to get her to glance at my cock. I love it. It turns me on. Especially if I’m hard, and they smile, or lick their lips. I love the looks on their faces when they see my cock, and then look away they pretend disapproval. And when, after just a few seconds, they look back, and squirm, I know that the disapproval is only for propriety sake. This story is about one of my many experiences at show off my dick. This.