I snapped this photo of him showing off the fact that he has no hair evenin his armpits. He started to complain that he was bouncing too much. Igav...e him one of my sports bras. He seemed surprised on how much ithelped. He hasn't cut his hair now for six months. This makes itpossible to make him look more like a girl. We continue for about anotherthree months when I notice his female shape is starting to look great.That is when I give him another tranquilizer and suggest some other. I am from your mom’s village. I was searching for a job in the city as I could barely earn a living in the village. Your mom called me yesterday when she fired Vaishali. I immediately came here and you were sleeping at that time. You tell me about yourself? Do you have a girlfriend?” “Well Sunita, my name is Binit. But you can call me Bunty. I am 22, exactly half your age and just finished my college. My job will start in three months and until that time I am free. I don’t have a girlfriend but. For a few months I was in the gym everyday for a few hours a day. My body was getting ripped! Not quite Sly Stallone in 'The Specialist', more like 'Stone Cold Steve Austin' without that much mass. I loved being able to look good while flexing in the mirror. But that came to a halt one afternoon while pushing myself on squats. My hamstring pulled and the sports doctor said to lay off of it for at least six weeks. That sucked. Now what was I going to do? That means I can't fly either. The boss. I could tell she hadn't sucked dick before but every time she scraped me with her teeth or failed to suck and lick enthusiastically I rubbed her tit under the tight clamp that was attached to her erect nipple. She hadn't wanted me to see her naked that was clear. I could see that from the way she struggled against her bonds as I began cutting the uniform off her. I had removed the pillow because I wanted to see everything in her eyes. The fear, the hatred, even lust. She fought furiously as I.