You’ll dress like a woman, walk like a woman, and talk like a woman. This is a great way to open your mind and broaden your horizons. You’ll gain ...new insights.”Nanda was silent. This was unexpected. He has never heard of such experiments being done by sages before. “It is not easy,” the sage continued. “That’s why I chose you. Are you up for it?” Nanda sat in doubt for a while, but seeing the hope his teacher had in him, he accepted.“Good! Henceforth, you’ll be known as Nandini. Now go to Hari.. He made the call, and I collected and delivered. Charity shops, shelters, homeless people, wherever help was needed, I was there. People would come up to me, thanking me, giving me their blessing.It was Friday afternoon. I had finished for the day from delivering some meals at The Salvation Army shelter in Turnpike Lane. I drove back to the church, and Parked, Father Petrou’s car on the church driveway. I locked it up and looked for him. Then I remembered that he had a meeting with the head. Well, of cause I did it just behind her to get a clear view of her luscious bum. The bottom shape of two moons clearly defined with a glimpse of her tiny pink panties too! She did not seem to be aware of what she was already showing or was it that she was teasing me too? I just took my time and squat down but with my eyes lusting after her ass. How I wished I could just pull her shorts down and shafted my cock into her but I knew it would be too far-fetched! What if she turned around and gave. And then, during my last round in the pool, a guy came down who was around my age (45) with a bit more silver in his hair, but very fit. At least he seemed so in his shirt and red trunks. He took off his shirt, laid it across one of the lounges in the pool and came into the water, sortof nodding to me as he plunged into the shallow end. I swam in my end, for a bit, he swam in his. And then I got out of the pool, my cock semi-hard, but looking fat enough I think through my trunks. I stood where.