.. there isn't any way that I could confuse anyone is there? After all, I am just a guy wearing a skirt and a wig!Once we got back to my place, I led ...im up the stairs to my apartment.No more sneaking around... this time, I didn't care who saw me... (Icouldn't believe this) it was now around 6:30 am and the sun wasrising. I escorted my new lover into the apartment and turned to facehim.He pushed me onto my couch and all of a sudden it clicked in my mind...All this guy wants is ass... All I have. ”“Good!” she said with a smirk. She spun around again and untied the strings of her bottom, which fell to the floor. She looked back over her shoulder. “You can pick that up and give it a sniff when you pop your eyes back in your head, Big Boy.”She sauntered into the apartment with her bare butt swaying back and forth. She leaned the top half of her body out of the room and blew a kiss at Phil.“Good to have you back,” she said. She leaned forward to snag the bikini bottoms.She popped back out a. He held out his hand to me. "A pleasure."His wife introduced herself, and I shook her hand as Wine Maker continued. "My wife edits my work. And I promise that if you're part of Hawk's story, you'll get a chance to approve anything involving you. Think of it like Doctor Watson chronicling the exploits of Sherlock Holmes. I'll protect any detail that you wouldn't want known publicly, but I promise I'll still figure out how to tell the story in an interesting way." As long as my name is changed,. Come on, guys!” Caleb complained.“Okay ... That’s settled,” Scotty said, leaning forward, ignoring Caleb’s complaint.“Damn it!” Caleb swore.“How do we recruit for this special unit?” Scotty asked, ignoring Caleb’s rising ire.Flan and Singer looked at Caleb, eyebrows raised.“Do I have to do all the heavy lifting?” Caleb grumbled plaintively. He huffed before saying, “Put out an all service bulletin to each service’s special operations groups requesting volunteers. The bulletin should be.