She felt that in that one instant he had already considered and thrown aside any possible explanation she might have to offer. Still, she kept her sp...ine straight and walked up to the desk with deliberate steps.He rose from his chair and greeted her with an ironic bow of the head as she approached. “Ms. Fischer.” His voice was low--iron wrapped in velvet—and it unnerved her. She began to speak before she was ready, three different speeches crowding into her mouth at once, and she found. ''I have a theory, too,' she said. 'Remember how I said you were one of thegirls?''Please... don't finish that sentence,' I implored, realizing her theorymatched my own. 'You think I'm turning into one?''It looks like it to me, Peter. The small frame, the missing beard. You stilllook like a man, though.''Thanks, I think. But how is it possible? Why is it happening to me?'Lisa shrugged. I got the impression she wanted me to keep transforming justto see what happened, regardless of the effect it. She wanted private attention because shehates people violating her privacy."Astrid stopped me. "Violating IS the word all right."I raised my voice, "Anyway, Miss High-and-Mighty, what do you think yousaw me doing? I certainly was not trying to rape this senior citizenlike you said to the police. She's a public treasure and I wastreating her as the royalty she is."She said accusatorily, "Why did you have your hands under that poorwoman's boobs?"I thought fast, "While waiting for the nitrous. I am from Delhi as you can tell. I got a couple of responses for my pervious story. Thank you for all the readers and I really hoped u enjoyed it.So, coming to myself, I am an average looking guy. I have an average sized dick, I have not measured it hence I cant tell you the size. But, girls have never complained about it.Well coming to the story, this happened recently with me. I was on an official trip to Dehradun. It’s a small foothills station with a lot of hot pahadi girls. I was to be.