Another hand was sliding down my hip and reaching under my skirt."I told you to not wear panties this week! Did you not listen when Mrs. Tanaka told y...u to obey the directions of men in this country?" There was anger and frustration in his whispered voice.Suddenly I felt cold metal touching my hip. The touch made me jump away, but he grabbed my breast and squeezed it firmly."Hold still! Do not move. You will not be hurt."I had no idea what he was going to do, but I froze in place, and then I. To yusuf ne mujey sari gatna batai aur mene yusuf ko apne ghar le aya aurapne laptop per mene desi stories ki kuch site dhikai aur kaha iss jindagi me saab kuch jhayaz hai jaisa tum sochte waisa nahi hota baalki ulta hota hai. Mene kaha bepositive saab kuch thik ho jayega. Me teri story ko bhi me likh kar saari duniya ko bataungaa ki meri dost ki wife jho ki ek dham sidhi sadhi thi lekin apne hi pati ke abba ke sath me bister garam karti hai. Aur mene yusuf ko ghar perchod diya aur bola apni. He spent about twenty minutes telling us on our lunch hour that every thursday night it was tranny night. His precious pub turned "gay" every thursday.Okay, so he's an arsehole, we all know, but he doesn't know that I'm a crossdressing, cock-craving, fuck puppet. If he did, i'm certain he'd support me and not be so crass or bigotted.Anyway; So i'm at this event and I'm having a great time. I usually feel way too self-conscious about being out in public dressed, but I felt instantly at ease. Ben was accusing me of cheating on him. I then experienced the full spectrum of painful emotions, surprise, sadness, extreme deception, rage then sadness. Yes I was sad that my husband that I respected and loved so much would think so low of me and imagined that I could do such a thing.I wanted to prove him wrong so I ran up the stairs to my room so as to get the black panties that we had bought the previous week at the mall. I looked in the drawer of the bureau where they should have been but.