I thought it was a green signal for me. After some days, as usual, I went to her home and was playing with her daughter in hall. It was night and her ...husband was about to come in sometime she brought her nighty from bathroom and started stripping in such a way keeping bathroom door open that I could see her clearly without her daughter’s attention she removed her green kurti first then she removed her black leggings and was just in black pair of bra and panties .I just had a mini heart attack. Well, OK, I didn't want to have to go to school like that every day. Ofcourse I don't mean that as a boy, but rather if I were a girl. It wasmuch too much gray.But there lay also another pair of tights. In a rather intensive red.Could I wear them together? What the heck, I thought to myself,anything's better than so much gray. In a jiffy my legs were envelopedin a phosphorescent red. The color even matched my bow, I observed.I had by now already been dressed as a girl so many times on the. How could she EVER survive? I admit I was tempted as I studied the heart shaped tattoo that was inked into the small of her back, just above the crack of her ass.However, she was married, and for the sake of my peace of mind, I declined her implied offer. No need having some guy knocking at my door with his M-16.It was two weeks later that my life took an interesting turn. It was Monday, and as the doorbell rang, I opened it to see a lovely Pirate Lass. She stood nearly 6'3" in her boots, had a. "Allen is workingaway all week, so that buys us some time. You take the book to myhouse, and wait in the front room, as soon as your mom comes back I'llsay I've asked you to come and help me assemble some furniture orsomething, I'm sure I can pretend to be you until we get this messsorted out."Reluctantly I agreed, lifting the book, which now seemed a lot heavierthan before, and stumbled my way across the room, before kicking offthe ridiculous heels. "I can't walk in these," I said, picking.