My secret crush. I love her for real.I fantasize about kissing her and makingreal love with her, not like some sick oldperv fucking me for pieces of g...een paperor a necklace.She's so beautiful but I'm too afraid to tellher I love her.I couldn't stand it if she went EWWWI would kill myself.But i'm a freak of nature. How could she love me back?I'm not a boy, I'm not a girl. I look like a girl,I have nice tits and a beautiful face and figurebut no guy would ever marry me.So now i'm a whore. All. Bhupi ne halka darwaza khol ke dekha aur bola darwaza band hai …. so raha hoga ….masti mein so raha hai aur saale ko pata hi nahin idhar ma ka bharatpur lut raha hai.Mom : Bharat pur ke saath saath mount everest ki chotayian bhi lut rahi hain…Mom kutiya ban gayee bed pe…… aur fir boli….. abhi bharatpur mein nahin… uske peeche wale raaste (Gaand) mein daalna…..Bhupi : aunti tumne to man ki baat cheen leee…Mom : woh drawer kholo… usme cream padi hai… nikalo aur lago thodi see meri gaand mein. I'd known T for about 6years at this time and he was always the first person I got in touch with when I needed some company after breaking up with the on again off again love of my life. He knew this and was always supportive, me and T had a mutual understanding about each other and what we wanted out of life, I eventually wanted a husband and k**s (which I eventually got with my on again off again, I'm not his hot wife and he loves me telling him these stories) T never wanted k**s or marriage. She shook her head."It's a full-time job taking care of a daughter by yourself. Friends become less important." I'll take your word for that," I said, and changed the topic. "Nice time of year."She smiled. The sun shine reflected on her fine brown hair.Her place was a guest-house in the back of a worn down lot. I greeted her daughter, a cute little blond, and got down to work. Teresa was moving into the back of an apartment house in a nicer part of town.We did good time loading the station.