I'd just spent the 12 months since getting my B.A. by earning my Masters. As with my first four years of college, I had supplemented a very small scho...arship with very large loans and whatever part-time work I could find, usually word-processing.Unlike my first four years of college, I hadn't had a man more than once in 12 months, and that was essentially a "mercy fuck" provided during a brief visit by my former steady. A four-night fling with a Puerto Rican co-ed in my dorm had been diverting,. ..and instead, my hands started assisting them. Whatever had transformed my hands had possessed them as well! This was not going well at all! I watched in horror as my leg hair dissolved, my legs reshaping into gorgeous, long and sleekly-shaped things. Even my hips seemed to widen, and my ass... well, when all was over and I got up to look at it in the mirror, it was this incredible inverted-heart shape. But it was MY ass!I turned back toward the bed, and my arms extended themselves outward. I. ”It’s a date,” I said jokingly.I returned at 10 pm as she was serving the meal. I didn’t really expect her to drink as she is a very conservative Hindu woman but to my astonishment she gulped a few glasses saying “after all it’s only ‘samaras’ [alcohol of Hindu deities]”.We ate, talked and drank. I could feel a buzz in my head and her speech was starting to slur. We moved over to the sofa and turned on some devotional music. Amba laid her feet on my lap and crossed her hands behind her head,. After a while Scott suggested we get more comfortable, and, as the drink was beginning to take effect Scott and Willie were soon sitting in t-shirt and boxer shorts, janet in a little nightie, awkward, so I removed my tights and hitched up my skirt and sat crossed legged on the floor, after a while, and very casually, almost without me realising, Scott had his hand on my leg, he was laughing and telling stories not moving his hand at all, my head on the other hand, was spinning like a top,.