They felt maybe my presence would make the adjustment easier for him. My parents thought it nice that I had a summer job working on their lawn, painting, stripping wallpaper, etc. It was quite unexpected and he was most sad. With few summer jobs around I was happy to have some income as I had one more year of high school and Mr. Ferguson retired from owning a dress shop and I thought my jobs would end but they made no changes when he retired. Over time they hired me to mow their grass and do other odd jobs around their place. We became good friends, even though I was just 15 and he approaching 60. Sometimes, when he was washing his car, I'd sit by and watch and then eventually help out. Ferguson had a much older Chrysler sedan that, as a boy, I salivated over and he knew it. They socialized with different friends, maybe because my parents were younger, but were certainly nice neighbors. Their backyard abutted our backyard, a bit at the side of the end, so contact was frequent but not too much so. Ferguson had been our neighbors for many years. MY SEDUCTION INTO CROSSDRESSING & GAY SEX
