Main samajh gaya tha ye ek number ki gadhi hai sex ke mamlein mein.Aur agar main jyada hadbadi naa karun toh aaram se chod sakta hun. Aur planing bhi ...karne laga. Maine kaha ki agar tum bura na maano toh pati hone ke naate baatein toh kar hi sakta hun jaankari ke liye. Jawab haan mein mila. Toh poocha ki – Tumare boobs mein dudh aata hai ya nahi.Boli – Nahi.Main-Kyun.Boli-Pata nahi.Main- Ye toh chinta ki baat hai.Boli- Main bhi yahi soch rahi thi. Lekin sharm se kisi se poocha nahi.Maine pyar se. His trousers were too tight, but his belt was loose. Patrick's eyes were riveted in horror at the unmistakable swelling under his shirt. I'm dreaming, he thought, I have to be dreaming! His hands flew to his chest and cupped the mounds. Then his hands scrabbled at his shirt and ripped it open, revealing the creamy mounds that lay beneath. There was no doubt, he had breasts! Large, female breasts! "No!" he shouted in terror. That wasn't his voice! Even that had been somehow changed. It was now. "Nah-nah, promises, promises." Want me to prove it?" After lunch."He nodded. No sex until after lunch was cleaned up and put away was the rule, and he'd live by it.Some of the kids went off to church with their parents. I wondered how the preacher would react if he knew that these modest looking families had been naked and having wild sex the night before. That was supposed to be wrong, though I'd been all through the Bible and couldn't find where you weren't supposed to. After all, I wasn't. “I know, I know. I’ll get it,” said Henrietta.“Selena! And this must be Jack, right?” said Henrietta.“Yes,” said Selena.“Well come in,” said Henrietta.I came in from the back and was surprised to see them. It was Sunday morning, but it was late Sunday morning. I had to figure they’d already been to church.“Selena, Jack, this is a surprise,” I said.“Yes, well we thought it would be good to come by and see how you were doing. I mean because of before...” she said. “Dad, Jack and I were kind of.