So I complimented her,A: Garima, you don’t look your age or even a mother. Seriously!G: Even you don’t look like one. You look like a 30-year-old ...guy. Guess there are very few people like us.A: Maybe, but you are also very fit, physically. Do you work out?G: Hardly get time for it. But I catch up on some Yoga whenever I have the time.A: Great, I too practice Surya Namaskar.We got on talking on various issues. That moment, we became good friends. Finally, I took leave and on my way back, I. "Attention came to me again. "I really thought I loved Sarah for a time, but then I read the note from Fran again. I read between the lines. I may have been only a dream of Fran's, but I've had my dreams too." Have you asked Fran to marry you?" No, Becky, I haven't yet. We wanted to meet both our family's first. That's why I have asked Mom and Dad to go with me this next week to meet Fran's parents." This is so romantic, can I go with you?" Becky, I'd love to have you with me. I can tell you. She was sitting behind her desk, naked, on the back of a similarly naked servant. John looked up from the floor, and could see the other man's naked form clearly below the open frame of the writing desk. His crotch was completely smooth, no cock, no balls. The man wore nothing but a blindfold.On his back, he saw the now familiar sight of his tormentor's naked pussy. She sat with her legs spread, to give him the best view of that which he could never possess."Thank you for joining me." Her voice. Itried them on and they were much more comfortable and I was able to walkon the carpet quite easily in them."Good that's an office ensemble put together. Now, you need some daytime,casual and evening wear."Over the next few hours, we had a light lunch and she cleared about one-third of her wardrobe which she gave to me. She had also added clip on earrings, necklaces and a couple of watches but none of her rings fitted me.It was strange, but I had been dressed as a woman for most of the day.