You haven't seen her for about three years now. You kept in touch via e-mail for a few months after college, but those eventually died off as the two ...of you got wrapped up in your lives. Your graphic design job kept you quite busy and Anna had some Marketing job that took up all her time. You had almost forgotten about her completely when this snowy December night came along.Anna was standing in the doorway, white snow gathering on top of her strawberry blonde hair and her face was slightly. She chatted with her friends and idly fingered thetesticle skin that now resembled a labia. He was almost out of his mindwith desire and frustration by the time she got up and with out even agood by left with her young laughing tony friends.The wedding was an affair of her doing. She had his hair done by a gayhairdresser friend of hers. She wanted it lightened a bit and the endstipped, it was styled in a pert feminine style that was in the words ofone of the bridesmaids "very swishy and so. Dad- haan bolo, kya kaam hai?Me- papa mujhe 3 din baad goa jaana hai.Dad- goa kyu?Me- papa wo ek company event organise kar rhi hai aur mujhe head banake goa bhej rhi hai, islie site visit ke liye jaana hai.Dad- thik hai chale jao, wese bhi tum khud kamate hoo to mujhse kyu puchte hoo.Me- app mere dad hai, bina puche kese chala jauu.Dad- jao koi nhi ghumke aooo. Aur ye lo mera credit card, bas jyada mat kharcg karna.Me- thanks dad.Mere thakhs bolte hee tanu peeche se aa gayi.Tanu- kon kaha jaa. My nose was slightly upturned, my lips were a bit more full,and of course my skin was whiter, but I didn't totally look like a girlwith makeup and all that jazz. The hair was blonde, but notstereotypical; it was more of a golden-blonde color, and it smelledfantastic.My body didn't scream sex, either. My breasts were round and feltnatural, my butt was curvy but not massive, and my legs were nice andproportionate to my body. I experimentally drew a hand across my chest;it felt pretty damn good,.