"Try this one, too. Keep your feet apart, but bend your knees and put your hands on them, bending forward a little."I did as he directed me. "Like thi...?" I asked.He nodded. "Turn around now."I did so."Stay still," he said, and I obeyed. "Hmm, yes, that's good. It gives people a chance to look over your fanny."I stayed still, but felt nervous. I couldn't see behind me. Someone could grab me from behind, and I wouldn't even know who it was!Finally, the principal chuckled. "That's enough for now,. "Why, aren't you looking so ... ah ... elegant!" Well, Janice and I ... um..." both of the women looked at me with amusement, watching me squirm. "We were just experimenting," I finished off, lamely."Well, experiment successful!" Janice said, with enthusiasm. "Why, if Janice hadn't been here, I might not have recognized you at all. And you got your hair done! It looks fantastic! Oh my gosh, and now both of your ears are pierced. And look, your eyebrows have been plucked." Doesn't he look so. And then I didn't suck my first cock until the year I turned 61. I don't know why I waited that long, but I did. When it did happen, it was not something that I'd planned to do though. I was sitting in the booth at the ABS I visited quite frequently when I heard a noise and looked towards the glory hole in the wall beside me. "Hey man," I heard. "Wanna suck my cock?" At first I almost refused, but then, without another word, the man pushed his black uncut cock through the hole-in-the-wall. They have ancestors buried in that church yard. So have some respect.” The Landlord winked at Charles. “I’ve got relatives buried there too,” insisted Bob. “His go back to the civil war. Maybe even further,” the Landlord challenged. Up till now, Charles had let things flow over his head, but even he could see something had to be done. “You can say what you like about me, but at least I try to make an honest living.” Charles now looked Bob square in the face, and watched his mood.