I need to take a shower.This went on every 2-3 days for a couple of weeks.On Friday the phone rang. It was mom. She asked how things were going. Hows ...your father? Is he still having bouts of sleep walking? Yes. You didn't wake him did you? No mom I didn't. I'm trying to appease him. Good I'll see you tomorrow. Tell dad.I was really horny. I longed for my dads cock. Tomorrows Saturday. I wanted to dress a little more provocatively but how can I? Dad's put hickys on my tits & inner thighs. Surely. On the other hand my relationship with Trudy from Sacramento was probably due to my opposite end of the spectrum in former relationships with a girl called Trudy that was a good friend of my older sister. They both went to dancing classes together and I would often see them wrestling on the floor with all their limbs intertwined and their slender torsos in the leotards never failed to give me a fabulous erection that made my trousers stick out a mile in front. I noticed that Trudy seemed. Alka-hunnn.Mein- thodi der ki baat h fir normal ho jaogi.Waise bhabhi n bataya tum homo achcha krti ho. .Mne use apni trf ghumaya or hont chusne laga ek hath abi b uske bobe msal rha tha.Uski saansein tez thi pr ab wo normal dikh rhi thi.Maine piche s kurte m hath dala or bra k hook khol diye wo mere sine s chipak gyiFir mne uska kurta bra sahit utar diya.Usne shrma k muh chipa liya..Seema sach kh rhi thi alka ki rangat kali thi pr jism madhosh krne wala tha.M uske bobe chusne or dbane lga alka. All that night I tossed and turned my mind was racing over everybody Iknew, and how it had been done.The following morning I got to work to find that James had already beenaround with the post, I hesitantly looked through my letters, my heartbeating faster and faster as I looked at them.Then I saw it, a letter addressed to Ms J Carlson. I tore the letteropen, inside was another picture of me, in this one I was fully dressedas a woman and was putting my make-up on. I now started to shake,.