Z was nice enough to let me share my experiences.We (Z and I) stayed at the May’s house starting on 28 September. It was strange living in a large h...use.We visited the tiny house. Z told me it was small. But I was surprised at just how small it was.My first “date” was lunch was on 30 September. It was a last-minute reservation for at lunchtime one day before I was supposed to start. I might as well start making money. My skirt and blouse made me look younger. Both Z and Fran said that I still. I invited him only and met him at the door dressed in my sexiest/sluttiest outfit. I fell to know knees and gave him his first bj. It was also the first j I had ever given. It was wonderful for the both of us. It was something I had wanted to do for a long time and he had no idea that I was into cross dressing or wanting to be with a guy. After we were done we sat together on the sofa to talk and kiss. The more we talked, the more we kissed. The kisses were at times gentle and at times. Ek din baato hi baato mein mujhe bhabhi ne pucha kya tumaari gf hai. Maine kaha nahi. Aur woh mera majak udani lagi, “Tumhari koi gf nahi? Itne ache ho yeh umar mein toh tumaari gf hone chahiye. Jab main tumaari umar ki thi mere kai bf the,” vagare vagare.Bas maine keh diya, “Tum ban jaao meri gf,” aur kya. Bhabhi lols kar ke reply di. Mere pure feelings ke vat lagai di majak uda diya mere feelings ki. Main bhi kaha rukta. Bas daring ki aur kaha, “I love you.”Woh gussa ho gayi, “I am married.. He went to his study and started to read, he heard her come in but didn't stop reading or look up from his book. She flittered here and there, touching, this and that, looking at Virlane, waiting for him to yell at her, she bumped into a candle and grabbed it, trying to set it up right. With a sigh Virlane set the candlestick back, still not taking his eyes off his book "sit down Bitsy, before you hurt yourself." She fluttered to the edge of the desk and sat down, wringing her tiny hands, "I'm.