She is such a devoted wife to my dad.But she is definitely wanting for an affectionate and loving man to satisfy her needs.But because of me she was q...uite.I have seen her mastrubating in bathroom I have seen many times.When she goes out in rushed market man man will touch her hot body and many have enjoyed.M any of them are dying to fuck her body. I m very weak at maths and mom told me to go to a sir who is neat by our street.His name is Manikam 60 yrs old red hm.he is a good. She makes sense. I nod.Gingerly scooching off the bed, I steady myself at its edge before attempting to rise. Using the nearby wall for support like a mime artist with a real prop, I make my way round to the bathroom.Although it's a struggle, I operate the shower and start to feel vaguely human again as the steam rises and suds fizz off my body, spiralling to the plughole. Wrapping myself in one of the giant bath sheets the lady brought I waddle back into the room using the wall again.Back on. So I decided to roam around Goa and then I got a thought, why dont I go out dressed as a girl.I ran back to the room and started getting dressed as a girl wearing the makeup, lingerie , the clothes and the shoes.Drove on my rented bike to Varca Beach but the beach was shady so was a bit scared and thus had to come back to Benanulim Beach.While I was walking to the beach, I got a lot of stare of people but damn I was least bothered. I went to a shack and sat down to have drinks, I tried to. I was quite comfortable there. I didn’t learn until later that my eyes had turned from brown to silver.Mother didn’t know what to do when the storm came over the mountain that afternoon. Finally she left me to seek shelter. I felt exhilarated as the bolts crashed all about me, lifting me into the air as the thunder rent the air like a torn garment. I felt the screaming winds caress my skin. I flew about the skies as if I were a surf board being skillfully guided among the waves and curls of a.