Now coming to the story, it happened 10 years ago. I was 19 then. I was bottom crossdresser then also and had sex with many top guys until then. I was...fair and my body was very girly. I had a round bubbly ass although my boobs weren’t developed then like it is now, but if anyone saw me from back, they will think I am a girl. I lived in Delhi and my mami used to live in kolkata. My mamaji had died few years ago and my mami used to live alone in a apartment. She was a working lady with no kids.. Lights. AC. Water. And peace and quiet." I motioned toward the rubble pile next door. "What about that?"The senior guy said, "According to what I've been told, there's a contractor lined up to finish the demolition and cart the debris off. Maybe next week."Nikki piped in, "Uh, can you, like, call us when they're supposed to start. I used to live in one of those apartments and maybe I can get some of my stuff out." We can try to do that. But I can't promise you much. It's a private contractor. . and they represent me. So, if I did anything that hurt them, I was disrespecting him, as well.”Cook returned closely followed by the waiter, carrying a covered silver platter. The servant placed it before me, and Cook, with a flourish, uncovered it. While I sat dumbfounded, the girls squealed with delight. I’m not going to bore you with details of what it was, just that you would have willingly killed any number of people to be in my place.The evening saved, Mr. Tristan cleared his throat.. She just lay, shaking and unable to control her body as one orgasm after another flowed through her and out into her daughter.After a moment, Lisa pulled the two daggers out and dropped them beside her. Rather than pull the sword out, she simply teleported it. It vanished from Béla’s torso and reappeared on the ground next to the two bloody stilettos.“Now you do me!” Lisa said excitedly, leaning back and thrusting her lean belly toward her mother.Béla was still clutching her dagger. Lisa.