Gradually, her calves sankbetween my ass cheeks until they felt like a wedgie. At that thought,something in my brain finally clicked. Her legs shoul...n't be able to dothat. Confused, I reached back and touched them, only to find that theywere strangely silky and misshapen. And beneath my touch, I felt themshifting and shrinking further.Although it was hard to move with Lisa clinging to me, I twisted aroundto get a better look. To my horror, I saw that her legs really werechanging. Although. "Howlong have you been in London ?" She was dressed entirely in black, herdark hair short and spiky but she somehow managed to appear cool and elegant,especially with that refined accent. "Three years," I said tiredly. "You haven't lost your accent," she observed as she flicked throughmy designs. "Why should I?" I flared and she smiled. "Everyone tries to be someone else in London while pretending they'vebeen here all their lives. You look and sound like a young woman from Liverpool." "I am," I. "Two beers please. We'll go grab a booth over there and then you can come join us."With the beers in hand I walked towards where she had indicated. They were sitting close to each other and she was leaning into him talking intently and smiling which I hoped was a good sign. She gestured for me to sit down next to her and for the next few minutes we made light small talk with each other.As we were chatting I couldn't help but notice her fine perky nipples poking through her top in the cool air.. Hope you will enjoy it like its previous parts. )Now The story:Mom k village s aa jane k bad didi ekdum shant rahti thi. Bas hamesha books khol k padne ka dikhawa karti thi ya shayad padti bhi thi kyunki use padna bahut pasand tha!. Humare neighbors humari family s jealousy rakhte the bcoz us colony me humari family hi sabse rich thi ; isliye didi n kya kya ‘ gul’ khilaya : Vo sab Mom ko nhi bataya.Didi ne bhi chain ki saans li but humare kuch neighbors didi p ‘ gandi nazar’ rakhte the ; unke.