It shaped my sexuality, mannerisms, fashion, and"manhood!" It certainly shaped me to be a girl! Sally told me that after almost a few weeks of thinkin...g about what shecaught me doing, she has decided that there was no REAL harm done. Shefelt a little invaded at first and than very flattered. She gave mysituation a LOT of thought in those few days past. She decided that Icould be a very rare and treasured being. She told me that she knew howwonderful it was to be a woman, and unlike most girls in. It's alright. She winds a practiced loop and secures it above the nape of her neck with a band from the counter. Another deep breath and she watches her breasts rise and then descend as she exhales. She gives a final nod, and this time she means it."Not bad—if I do say so, myself!"The tub is full. Perfumed steam fills the room. She turns off the water, steps into the tub full of hot water and suds, anticipating the pleasure of it all. She plunges her body to full immersion.She cups her hands. You're looking pretty nice yourself." Karen, take note. That's how a proper lady reacts to a compliment, even when I'm wearing a T-shirt and jeans. I didn't realize it was a formal affair, or I would have put on the jeans without the holes in them." Bernie, you're a gentleman no matter what you're wearing," I told him."Can we go play in the barn, Pops?" Apparently the exchange of compliments was boring ten-year-old Ben."Sure, just be careful, kids." They were gone in a flash. "So, are we going. At last we started and Farida Apa cooperated with us and in the way nothing happened.When we reached Sylhet by train it was just 9 AM. After that we had a bus ride for 3 hours, then Badrul informed me that there is no transport facility to go to the hut of the hermit and we should have to walk. Though I became disheartened but Farida Apa was very eager to walk. The road was very difficult to travel through the hills and we had to walk about 5 kilometers to reach the hut of the hermit. I had an.