She was weeping now. More tension.What should I do. I consulted my mind. Reply was simple.I let her to shed all of her tears. coz they cant be stopped...I gave her affeactionate love and satisfied her that nothing bad will happen. I told her to join me in bath and wnet to there. After some time she cried there from room. That was not good for me. I ran towards the room and saw that she is on floor. I lifted her and asked what the hell was happened. She told me that she can not walk due to pain.. "Right then, the door opened and Michelle came out wearing a black lace teddy with matching panties that was wonderfully sheer so you could see her nipples."Like this, hon?" she purred as she turned back and forth, even lifting the teddy, showing me the tiny panties that went with it. Then she went back through the door to change."Isn't she beautiful?" Emma said and I agreed. She then looked down and said, "I can see it's having an effect on you."You, I'm sure already know where the shop owner. My sister Huyen, 20-years young, who looks more or less like me would come with us as well.We were not allowed to sleep in one room, same as at my home where I shared my room with my sister. Tim was sleeping in my sister's room, so he booked a four-star hotel for us with two separate rooms. We would go there the next day.The train trip was very long, seven hours, and Tim was looking out of the window most of the time while I sat next to my sister on the other side. I didn't really feel like he. Well, I was named Ougo at my birth. Now I am Hugo. I suppose I can be another name yet if that is what is needed.But “Hugo” has much meaning to me, it is what Linda says. I ask can she still call me by that name.“Yes, if you like,” she says, smiling. “It can be our name, just between us. But you’ll have to be Jim, or Jimmy, to other people, it’s going to get too complicated and too suspicious otherwise.”I do not care what name others speak if I can be Hugo with her.Linda spends much time in the.