Ek baar me kisi kaam se apni sasural gaya, meri sasural me mere saas, sasur aur ek sala aur uski biwi he, iske ilawa koi nahi he, to dosto me jaise hi... sasural pahooncha aur bell bajai to meri sahlaj ne darwaja khola, uski shakal dekh kar mujhe laga ki wo ro rahi thi isliye mene poochha kya baat he to usne jor dalne par bataya ki uska pati use satisfy nahi kar pata jiski wajah se wo pareshan rahti he, maine turant shocha ki beta ban gaya tumhara kaam me to khud hi dhoondh raha tha koi partner. Mary aunty pahale kai bar mere chottulal ke bare mei majak karthi thi (akeli mei). Woh hamesa neech lips jodke isara karte te, par hum une poori respect dethi thi. Uncle ke anusar mei unki ghar gayi, uncle ke jo halath une samjaya;(une uncle ke paresaani badathe badathe, kya patha chottu bhi interested & who neenth se udi) poori bathem sunkar aunty thodi dher soch padi, phir mujhe boli, lalbetta teek, mei tere sath aajatha hum and mei there se kuch alag rishta rahana chhahtha hum, mujhe tume. He was programming something, where on an adjacent screenrendering was in progress, when computer requested him to enterbiometric data into the programme, he went back to retrieve all thestolen articles, and placed hairs on one console, closing it, he tooksamples of her sweat from her running clothes and bra and panties, herbody fluids from the crotch of her panties and her menstrual blood fromher sanitary pads, put them on separate culture slides and inserted theminto respective auxiliary. It took about forty minutes. Then it was onto the make-up. Justine had not worn make-up in the past few days as the nephew transformed into the niece but now as a Maid this was stepping up a gear. The Mistress worked her way through concealer and eye shadow, teaching the Maid what to do for the future. Finally, it was time for a red lipstick. The Mistress stood back and admired her handiwork. She was very pleased with the finished look.“Oh, my goodness, I look so femme now, thank you.