" And that's a good thing, Louis. Don't let anyone tell you it's not.That's not why we're here. Now, tell me about your name. Louis Louis?"I shrugged.... "My father's idea of being clever," I said. "It's an oldrock 'n roll song. The Kingmen. You know, 'Me gotta go...no, no no.'Anyway, no one calls me that. I'm just Louie." Did your mother comfort you about the name?" Comfort me? I don't know. Probably. It's a goofy name." Sometimes, small insecurities can feed into cross-dressing, Louis."We kept. She looked at everything in the store, so many things to see, she wished she could've bought it all. They looked at her suspiciously though, afraid she might steal something but she just held her head up high. 'My money is as good as anyone else's!' she thought.She then left that establishment and crossed the street to a fabric store. She walked in and was dizzy at the arraignment of bolts of cloth in all colors and kinds! An old woman sat behind the counter with little round glasses on the end. Aur ek achi si jagah dekh k use kiss ki woh bhi mera sath de rhi thi 10 min baad uski body se garam saik aa rha tha fir maine uske boobs dabaye aur chuse.,uski t-shrt utar faiki aur uske boobs pe chad gya main mano jaise boobs ni ho milk ho. Fir maine uski pent utaar di aur uski choot chatne lga use mja aa rha tha aur uske muh se siskiya nikal rhi thi aur awaje aa rhi thi uuuuaaa uuaahh mamaammaaa fir kch der main woh jhad gye aur uska raseela rs maine pi liya.Phir woh mere lond ko chusne lagi. But I couldn't. Maybe it was ego. Maybe I'm an asshole who needs to get off when he sees someone he wants. Or, maybe it was a legitimate spark, "We can be friends," I pleaded. She shook her head no, and I walked away. I was getting my stuff out of my locker talking to another woman who worked with us. Suddenly, she came over, we'll call her Shirley. Shirley, very seriously looked me at she handed me a business card with her cell number, "Only friends." I knew that moment, we were going fuck. I.