They were more than just the puffybeginnings of female puberty. They were breasts. Real breasts. They hada darkened areola surrounding a firm, erect n...pple. They were wellshaped and, even though they were modest, they stood out prominently onhis small frame. He touched them and they felt warm, nice, right.Maybe Don was right. Way back when he'd first auditioned for 'CivilDisobedience,' Don said, "You're better as a girl." Maybe he was right.Thinking back to high school, the only friend that. She watched as he walked a bit further, finally disappearing from her view over a small rise. Tra' syl, with her heart still pounding, turned back to head home to her home in the tall oak tree.Once back in her oak tree, she went to her bedroom to lay on her soft leaf bed. With images of him still in her mind she found herself dreaming... strange erotic dreams. Dreams she, as a faerie, shouldn't be having... yet...Her slim pale fingers found their way between her legs and found she was wet with. For NASA.” “NASA?” Jen asked. “Yep. Shuttle engineering.” Ooo, a smart one, Jen thought. “My name’s Jen.” “I’m Sara.” “I love that name.” Jen said smiling. “Yeah?” Sara said cutely. The bartender brought her drink. She picked it up and looked over to her friend back at her table. They weren’t paying attention, immersed in their own conversation. She turned her head back around and sat in the stool that met at the other side of the corner of the bar that Jen’s seat did. “So, what do you do?”. Or by road jane par barish ki wajah se kuch dikhta nhi tha so me saam ko socha jaldi nikal jata hu station par jo train milegi usme chala jaunga so me saam ko 5 baje jane laga station ki or to raste me adina aunty nazar aayi aunty apni umbrela thik kar rahi thi so mene aunty ko kaha kya huva aunty ne kaha barish me road pe pani bhar jane se auto bhi nhi mil rahi mene kaha chalo drop kar deta hu so aunty bike pe bethi me aunty ke ghar drop kiya ham dono puri tarah bhig gaye they.Me or aunty.