. Wo tumhara dost hai niche. (ye sun k main do minute mami ko ghurta raha)Maimi: kya hua? (or fir 1 dam zor se hassa ha ha ha ha ha ha )Maimi : kya hu...a beta has kyun rahe ho.Main: haste haste . . Ha ha kuch kuch nahi mami ha ha ha .Mami: are batao kya hua.Main: (mami ka chehra apne hathon me tham k) are mami wo mera best friend hai or use ye sab pata hai. . Or bhul gaye kya maine apko bataya tha k maine or isne kitno ko sath me choda hai. Or ye keh k maine mami ko hoth per 1 kiss kiya.Mami: are. He groaned at my words. Mr Francis’ right hand held the back of my head, his fingers weaving into my hair, and he pulled me onto his erection. It throbbed wildly as I let my lips wrap around the head and I sucked on it hungrily, my fingers working his shaft with greater enthusiasm and firmness. “Jesus Christ!” he panted, his words only serving to encourage me further. I bobbed my mouth shallowly on his length and my fingers caressed his heavy balls as he urged me to take him deeper. I pulled. It was after eleven on a Friday night, and she was with a group of friends from work, including her best friend, Kristine, and Susan Yee and Shawna Davis. James Morgan, who she had dated a few times, rounded out the group. He had become possessive, and finally she told him she considered him a friend and nothing more. To her annoyance, he continued to hang around. They had gone for drinks after work, and she couldn't remember who had suggested they adjourn to Fenton's Creamery for dinner and. "What was happening?Why was I letting Lucy do all of this?Why had I not told her NO, or STOP.Things were happening so fast.Did I really want all of this?Did I really want to become a woman?I knew the truth right from the start.The answer was:Yes.It had always been my secret desire, my dream, but now things were out ofmy hands and not going as I imagined. What was going to happen now?Monday came around very fast indeed, as the hours went by my heartstarted beating faster and my hands started.