A Religious Experience

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Knock, knock. I heard the door and my heart started to race. The back of my door had a poster of Joan Jett on it, I loved her eye makeup, and she was begging me not to answer it. It was after ten on a Tuesday night and I definitely wasn't expecting anyone. When I slowly opened the door, Ira was outside. "I'm sorry Don, can I ask a favor of you?"

"Um, okay." I stuttered.

"Can I come in?" He asked. I moved back and let him in. I had one fairly big room, next to a door that led to my mothers' washer and dryer. "Nice in here." He said as he walked in."

He sat at the table and I sat opposite, "Would you like something to drink?" I asked.

"Ooh, only if it's Kosher."

I thought about it, "I do have some Manischewitz Pina Coconetta." It was very sweet wine and a girl I was seeing liked it.

"Sure, I wasn't expecting anything like that." He said as he took his jacket off. I poured us two glasses of wine and asked what he needed from me.

"The other night, when I saw what came out of your bag.."

I interrupted him. "No that was my mothers, I'm sorry if you think.."

He then tapped my hand. "It's okay, I know. I see things. I don't judge."

"You know what?" I asked.

"Yes," he told me, "You are a very confident woman when you dress. I have seen you through the window." He pointed towards the room with the washing machine. "Living next door you tend to see a lot of the neighbors, even a pretty shiksa." He laughed, but I didn't. "Did you like the presents, I have a friend who has a shoe store, he has very many stockings, he was happy to give me some."

I didn't know what to say, I thought I was so careful, I hardly ever went out dressed as a girl, and when I did it was late and I always took off my wig and makeup before I got near the block. Who would have guessed someone would see me through the small basement window.

"I would like to ask of you a small favor." I took a big sip of wine and sat back, I was so nervous. "I told you how my wife would never wear stockings, well except for some temple functions." He then took a sip, he had a nervous look himself. "I was hoping maybe you would let me see you wear them, maybe touch a little. Nothing inappropriate. I love a woman in stockings."