There goes another one passing by in all her finery. I hear the clicketyclick of her heels before she comes into view. Even that sound screams offemin...nity. It may as well be a stiletto as the sound is stabbing myheart.I retreat from the window and go back to my full length mirror. Myreflection is pleasing but the niggling doubt is always there in the backof my head. I do look pretty; I know I do but I cannot summon the courageto leave my safe haven.With a strong resolve I march over to the. I felt comfortable and asked about her. she said,her name is nikitha and she lives here in one of the flat and has one boy aged 5 yrs.in the next moment she asked about me, i said, I am an engg. student.she got excited when i said abt this.suddenly,she asked my mail id, i told.. i dont have any.., she asked dont say stories,just put on,then i told in shy ; she told me wat is this.. so, u r eager to have a partner for it.i told xxx represents something hidden like filling any word and dont think. He froze looked up at me like a dear in the headlights, looking in my eyes as if asking if it was ok.I was too aroused to say no so I gave him a slight nod of consent, unfettered by clothing (We're Nudist after all) He slowly kissed his way down Her neck to Her supple breast.and I realized at that moment, He made contact with Her left nipple, I had an erection and had been masturbating myself unconsciously.He continued to work his way to Her other breast and slipped his hand down to caress her. I worked late with… Miguel and we decided to get a bite to eat at Esmerelda’s. He drove me back here and something – clicked – and…’ Maria looked down shamefully. Then she cried, ‘You know what I am, Alejandro? I am a fucking puto! I now have a girl’s tits, a girl’s ass, and I’m wearing this dress…’ before sobbing and being unable to continue. Alicia, also crying, hugged Maria tightly and began to refute her claim. ‘Mama! You are not a homosexual! And neither… neither I am! We are women! We may.