"Mother spoke again."Anyway, we have decided that you are the right material to become ourpersonal maid. Your duties will also include serving guests ...hen theyare here."Maid? I'm the wrong sex for that! What on earth did they have in mind?It didn't sound good at all and I found out just how bad it would beimmediately."I can see that you are a little confused. As of this moment yourfunction as a boy ends and you will, to all intents and purposes, be awholly and completely female in dress,. Those homes that did have laws only had small ones, and those were brown and dying and full of trash and holes as well. It wasn’t anything new to her, so she just entered her home and went straight to her room. Finally home, she changed into more comfortable clothes. As she slipped her jeans down off her legs, she glanced at herself in the mirror. She had a nice figure, and was grateful that at least she still had that. Sara was proud of her body, and worked to keep herself in shape with. Tab aunty ne kaha kya dhek raha hai khana kah… Tab mai apne sense me aaya tab aunty ku dheka toh aunty smile de rahi thi… Mai daar gaya aur neeche mundi dalke khane laga… Khana khake mai apne room gaya aur aunty me naam par muth mari… Tab jake mujhe neend aayi … Subah aunty mujhe uthane aayi… Aur mai uthgaya aur fresh hokar brkfast karke niche tv dhekna laga…. Tab aunty ne mujhe awaaz di kitchen me se aur mai unke pass gaya aur woh chair par bait kar mujhse baat karne lagi … Ke ghar par sab. .. He would throw me out. He would never understand.“No more stalling, Mom,” Faizel called, his voice so demanding. “Let me see.”I shivered and nodded. I stepped out, my breasts jiggling in my bra, to face my son waiting in the back of the store where the changing rooms were. It was private, the store understanding a woman might want to model for her lover. Or her son.At seventeen, Faizel had a man’s body and strength. He looked so much like my husband, minus the beard, with that same.