Sravya has gone to my parents house).L: And what are you feeling now, Manni?S was silent at this question and looking at her coffee cup. I looked at h...r and said:L: Ungalukku ishtum illai na yenakku okay thaan manni. Vittuda laam. (If you are not interested, I am okay Manni. We can call it off.)S: Yenakku okay da. Naan yen yosikkaren na namma ippadi pannarathunaala vera yethavathu prechanai vara koodathu. (I am okay. It’s just that I am thinking of unwanted repercussions because of our. Taryn was two years below usat school and given that I had always had a thing for crossdressing, Icouldn't help but think about taking a peek in her closet.And without thinking about it further, perhaps because I was in my ownlittle universe thanks to the weed, I got up and went into her room.From then I was on autopilot. I opened her cupboard and my stomach wasfull of butterflies. I was feeling so girly all of a sudden. There wereso many pretty dresses which I knew would all fit me. Taryn was. Things changed when I found myself the owner of a paint store franchise for a national brand. During the course of any day I would make contact with a gentleman in head office that guided me through the endless situations and the miles of paperwork required in being the owner of the store. His name was Scott and it was always fun talking with him. As we spoke we began to be more comfortable with each other. I k**ded with him once that his girl friend would be jealous and he said there. Now I saw something new and exciting, expressed directly to me in her eyes. A moment of rest followed, I carefully saw to Cinnamon to be sure she was OK, that what she felt was the pleasure of the sting, not the fear of the hurt caused by it. She assured me that all was well, and that we should continue as her juices had become a raging flood of passion within her veins.Deniece returned shortly, a bucket in one hand, that special silver tool in the other. Even in the dim light I could still see.