I was already beginning to see the ways both boys and men looked at me. I noticed over thepast few months the way they began to stare at me. The boys ...at school seemed to want to talk to me but none of them had ever gotten the courage. A few of the cruder guys would thrust theirhips into the air or pretend they were giving oral with their tongues when I walked by. I even caught some of the male teachers staring a little too long when they thought I wasn't watching. "Look at you, you look so hot,. She looked at me and asked whatthe hell was going on. I was caught red handed and finally told herabout my dressing as a boy. I tried to explain that I thought I had itbeat, but she was pissed that I had not told her. She told me that shewanted a man not a gay sissy for a husband. I started to protest that Iwas not gay, but all she did was nod at the TV, and then at the bump inmy dress. That night she told me to sleep in the guest room as she didnot want me near her.The next day I was back in. Ab mai unka doodh pi raha tha waise breastfeeding karne laga muze unke soft boobs me se sab doodh pina tha. Mai ek boobs ko daba raha tha aur ek ko ek choose raha tha. Mummy ke muh se aaahhhh pilooo betee ahhhhh aisi awaz nikal rahi thi meraEk haat mummy ke jangho par ghumate ghumate unki choot par chala gaya. Mummy ki choot bohat garam thi. Aur pani bhi nikal raha tha. Wo mere balo ko sahla rahi thi maine unke boobs ko choose choose kar lal kar diya tha. Unhone bhi meri pith ke upar nakhun mar. Her hair was a mess that would give nightmares to a beautician.Next at the table was the Banker, head of the Goldstein family. He looked like a banker. He was a little overweight, but not overly noticeable. His hair was grayed at the temples. He sat, ramrod straight, with his hands folded on the table in front of him.Seated to the right of Tom was the Scholar, head of the Curador family. She was the smallest person at the table, just a hair over five feet tall with small delicate features.The.