You see, I really did die that night. John Garson, driven businessman, raconteur, incipient alcoholic, is no more. He died when I accepted my death on...that rooftop. I go by Jay Garson now. I'm quieter. I still have my sense of humor, but I don't need to be the center of events. One glass of wine is enough for dinner, no nightcaps need apply. I'm content to enjoy life as it comes. I date occasionally, but I'm not looking for one night stands anymore. When I meet a woman, she has to meet a much. So tell me? It's just thetwo of us in here, no one will hear you but me."All I could think of was all the times I had pleasured myself when I wasdressed up in my sisters bras, panties and hose! Lipstick and eye shadowand the such. Those encounters is what went thru my head. I would reallypleasure myself at lease three times before I needed to get back into boymode. "Oh, yeah, two maybe three times a day, if I'm really horny," Isaid with some despair."I thought so, it didn't take much before you. More

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