. aur rahi doosri khwasih.. Abuuse chdwane.. ise to main kisi hal poora kar ke rahoongi.”“Baji Ek baat kahoon.. nura to nahi manogi.. aru angry bh...i nahin honeka” wah meri gaal ko katha bola. ‘Bol Kya bath haI” mein poochi.“Mera ek bahut hi acha dost ahi.. wasim… mere se ek saal bada hoga… wah apni chioti bahen Zubaida ko chodna chahtha hai.”Meine uski bat kat kar..gusse se poochi “Jameel kya tumne use hamari bat kahi hai..” mein use gusse se ghoor rahi thi..“Nahi baaji… aapki kasam.. hamari. I also noticed that she had rings on her finger indicating that she was married and also she had two kids. Amazing I thought. I had kids of my own but they were with my ex-wife after the divorce. I was impressed with Joanna's accomplishment. Day after Memorial Day, I went to the office wearing a short sleeve white JCrew shirt, tan flat front chinos and brown loafers. I guess it was traditional to wear white after Memorial Day on the east coast of USA. Again I noticed Joanna with her team. "They're just the same color," I responded."Do you shop in the Misses department or do you use the boutiques?"Gloria asked me.We all laughed and went back to work. I did well that day and receiveda daily bonus that added to my income. What bothered me though occurredwhen I needed to use the bathroom that afternoon. While washing myhands I noticed in the mirror that somehow my shirt had turned into thesame blouse that Gloria wore. Stranger still was the fact that nobodynoticed anything different. So Sheila began wearing only the transparent bra thoughwhich her pointed nipples protruded, along with the G-string, which appeared black because of her lush publichair visible through it. She considered her legs to beone of her best features and she emphasized them bywearing the high-heeled mules Kevin had bought for her.Thus, whenever Mandy waved her much larger breasts ather friend’s husband, Sheila would stretch forth a legand trail her fingers over her thigh. The competitionbetween.