There was nothing down there that would interest me. Now, I was just curious. In one corner of the basement was walled off area, next to the furnace. ...n the door, barely legible were the words "Coal Bin." I asked Mom about it."That's where they used to store the coal that was delivered during the winter and burned for heat. They used to get a delivery of coal down a chute in through the window. Every day Grandpa would come down here and shovel some coal into the furnace. I remember him telling. Okay, it looks like we can comb him out now."He sat still while they worked. He imagined seeing himself in fullmakeup and the thought set his heart beating fast in anticipation. He wasexcited but in a much different way than he was used to. Soft tinglesrippled between his legs, then traveled to his breast, up around thesides of his neck, around his ears, and then back down below. He feltoddly warm and damp down there.He noticed something else. He felt different inside. He couldn't put. Considering no one gives candy to a k** without a costume I made one. Years had gone by and I was to old to trick- or- treat so I quit. Doing laundry in day while living in apartments someone left a pair of panties in the washer that I didn't notice till I was putting things away. They weren't fancy, just a plain light blue with white trim. Being a teenager and always horny I thought I'd try them on. The feeling was fantastic, the nylon was silky smooth and teased my dick when I walked around.. From what he could hear from the grownups talking and the news on the television, it seemed like the country was divided just as equally today but this time the division was between the folks who had nice things like cars and houses and the folks who lived mostly in the big cities with all the violence and the bad stuff going on.Jack was a bit confused with exactly which side he liked the best in the Civil War. The problem was he kind of felt like he was a “Yankee” because most of his family.