My body arches up, desperateto feel his passion creating that beautiful friction inside of me.He grips my shoulders and slams me back roughly against ...he table,a dullmetallic echo swallowed up in the windswept park around us. I stop, caughtoff guard."Slut," he says, spitting at me. Just a few feet away, a car pushes past,turning into the neighborhood just across from us.He raises his hips, drawing slowly back out of me and my body trembles withpleasure and anticipation. Suddenly, though, I'm. .. About the threat of 5225." ... Let's just leave it there." I continued after reconsidering. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea. I should go."She got a panicky look. "If you go, I'll camp in your driveway. You can't move me out of the way and drive too. So you'll have to kill me or tie me up – either way, that'll be bad for your 'regular guy' image." I could phone a friend. Like on Who Wants to be a Millionaire. Then HE could tie you up."She actually laughed. "Is that your final. But mai itte mote lund se chudne se dar rha tha lekin mujhse kya pta tha jaldi hi mai us havasi ki pyaas ka shikaar hone wala tha o bhuke shek ki tarah pratek chan mera raah dekhne lga.Garmio ki chutia aane wali thi meri mummy aur bhbhaimama k yha jaa rhe the but coaching hone k naate mai ghar pe ruk gya.Bta du gaon me mai mera bhai aur mummy papa rhte h ab ham 2 log rah gye the.Papa din me dukaan pe chle jate aur pura din mai akela ghar pe rhta.Sayad bahanchod havasi bhi inhi dino ki intezaar. But just in case, unknown to me at the time she took some pictures of me getting dressed up in women's clothes for the first time. She said she would send them to my boss if I don't do what she wants:- wear a training bra and panties at all times.- daily take the hormone concoction she gave me. (Did I mention she is in medical school?)- let my hair grow out.- keep the rest of my body smooth.- write this diary daily.- keep on the diet she started me on.- practice with the makeup kit she gave.