He won a string of performances, and this meant a shot as national slam champion in Chicago come August. Sixty-three teams were scheduled to compete, ...nd Claude jumped into the slam scene shortly after the National Championships in Minneapolis the year before. Many of those who showed up believed that Claude was the kid who would bring the title home, and regardless, Claude knew himself to be a contender no matter what his brother thought of him, no matter how much his mother wanted him to be. Ankita is her school friend. They both are best friends. I am watching to some movie in my mobile keeping any eye on Ankita. I am unable to keep my eyes away from her. Her boobs are huge and my dick became rock hard.While watching so she suddenly saw me and I looked away. She had a smile on her face and she started eyeing me.Later when my aunt went to attend a call, Ankita started asking me about my studies hobbies. I answered politely and she directly asked me my number.Later she went to her. "Because I see you want to slow down a bit" he replied."Have you read my mind" she said slowing down her strides."Yes, I have and I know what you want" he said as his hand gripped her inner thigh.Kaveri moaned as his warm hand held her inner thigh and getting aroused by it she said "and what is it that I need." Your legs are tired and you need a good massage" he said as he started squeezing her thighs."Yes, my legs are very tired" she said as she pushed her body closer to his."Yes, I know" he. He had used grafts of scrotal skin to form labia and our glans to form clits. Now that the sutures had dissolved and the scars and bruises were fading, we could see he had performed miraculous work. We had lovely, though tiny, female genitalia where our cockettes had been. We were not yet complete, but we looked close enough to pass muster in the bedroom. But these deliciously tempting treats were forbidden to others for at least two months, or perhaps even longer. We were not supposed to.