At first John had been startled by the suggestion that he wear women'sclothing. Anna, ever the practical one, noted that his old man'sclothing didn't ...fit him at all. And was also gender inappropriate.John's height had diminished until he was now Anna's height. His otherphysical dimensions had correspondingly decreased. Indeed, John couldnow fit very neatly into Anna's clothes but Anna maintained that heshould really have a wardrobe of his own. His old dark body hair hadlong since vanished to be. Mera naam Sartaj hai, n main Punjab ke ludhiana ka rehne wala hu yeh story hai mere aur mere freind ki maa n uski behn k beech physical relations ki hai.Let’s come to the point. Pichle saal mere B.A. 2nd k exams khtm hue to 2 months k liye main chndigrh se ghr aaa gya, mera friend hai uska naam hai Gursharn main Gursharn bchpan se ek doosre ko jaante hai, so isliye mera uske ghr aana jana aam baat hai.Ab main apko uski family k baare mein btata hu. uske dad ka bussines hai to vo jyada tym bahr. She is short about 4.9 a little over weight with huge and I mean huge tits. Red hair green eyes and pale skin. She is not bad looking but 3 k**s and in her 40's had taken a toll on her, she has a round ass and always wore a skirts. Anyway this one night I wore shorts it was hot out and no underwear. She was sitting on my left, our spouses sat at another table across the room and couldn't see under the table She like any other time but her hand on my leg. When every the opportunity was there. Though my face appeared less sallow than it had earlier and the dark circles beneath my eyes had faded, my hair was a mess of unruly curls. Not so much pre-Raphaelite as pre-invention of the hairbrush, I thought grimly, raking my fingers through the worst of the tangles, realising as I did so just how sore my arm was again. The local anaesthetic had definitely worn off. I downed a couple of painkillers with a mug full of water then stumbled back into the bedroom. There were still curious.