Vo boli, aap bahot besharm ho. fir usne mera kano me bola, “Bahot maza aaya”. Magar abhi bhi thoda dard ho raha hai. Piyaji shaadi ke baad har roz... aise hi pyar karoge na? maine bola haa jaanu. Bolke usko baaho me bhar liya. Fir maine puchha ki tumne mujpe itna yakeen tha ki, tumhe pata hone ke bavjood bhi akeli flat pe chali aayi aur apna sab kuchh muje de diya. to vo boli,”Piyaji, aap pe yakeen nahi karungi to aur kispe yakeen karu. Aap mere ho, aur mai aapki. bhale hi duniya ki nazaro me hum. Aslong as?"He stopped in mid-thought, repelled, and backed away from the mentalabyss. "As long as Jack doesn't push his button," he explained tohimself, "and he has no reason to, then I'm fine. We both get turned alittle bit female, only for . . . what, six months? That's nothing.Nothing. I could do that, easy. That's what I wanted all along, I toldthat to Jack last night."Again came the unwelcome thought. "Jack knows I won't push my button,"Brandon realized. "He knows I won't, because I. With my girl friends I would play house, dolls, dress-up, and even though I wasn't a girl, I knew then and there that I was unique. I knew that this is what I liked to do, who I liked to be and it wasn't until I was in my early teens that things took on a very fast paced journey leading towards womanhood.As I said, when I was about six years old I played primarily with girls. They treated me just like one of them showing no hint of discrimination. We had so much fun playing dolls, house, and. . well, something more. She's turning into a woman, there's no doubt about that. I had never noticed it before, but Nicole's shirts are definitely showing that something has happened beneath them.Man, what I wouldn't give to sneak a peek at what she's hiding under her shirt.I know her boobs will be beautiful without seeing them, because they are her's. But still ... to imagine them is one thing. To actually see them ... well, that would be glorious.I can't believe I'm having these urges, but.