Par unke thik paas wali bathroob ka bhi darwaza khula, aur usme se ek aur saaya bahar aya. Ek bhayanak si hashi uske chehre pe faylne lagi.Bad me jiju...aur didi ne ghar pe baith sare khel ka reharsal kar liya tha. Jiju kisi tarah z ko manayenge ke unhone uske b’day gift me ek randi de rahe hai, jo jiju ke ghar me uska intazar kar rahi hai. Aur is dauran didi ko randiyo jaisi kapde pehen ke ghar me rehna hai, fir jiju aur wo ghar ayenge, aur fir dono ka introduction deke, party me jane ka bahana. Score one for my side. I re-planted her foot and applied a sheen of the luxury oil to her ankles and caressed and massaged my way upward. I shivered as my fingers played tag with the soft warmth of her skin and my hands slowly slid upwards toward the gates of heaven. Water droplets from her shower hung like Christmas decorations from her neatly trimmed pubic hair and her sleek, smooth legs quivered with tension as I massaged and caressed my way toward paradise. "I told you not to miss a spot,". .." I startedto sob loudly."That you are really a boy that dresses like a girl? It's weird. But you're our friend. And it was that or you would have died ofhypothermia." But I'm not a boy! My mom said I'm a girl that was born withboy's parts. Now everyone will know and laugh at me, and I'll becalled a freak and..." And we won't tell anyone. So quit worrying and stay warm, 'causeit's getting late and we still have to get back to the trailheadbefore nightfall." Emil pulled me against his naked. You already lived a blessed life.So what could this surprise be?Money, you think, it is probably money. Lots of money. An early inheritance. Enough money to let you move out of the old manor and start a life of your own. Your mind drifts and you see yourself living the extravagant jet-setting life of a young bachelor millionaire. Ohhh the fun you would have.Although, maybe it is an inheritance of another kind. You know you come from a long line of secretive and eccentric American aristocracy..