Ifelt a pinch of cold on both legs, and I realized there was metalthere. A garter belt? I had worn one before, but this was gettingridiculous. My p...nts had changed from plaid to white, and were fusingtogether. But they grew out, forming not a skirt, but a dress. Oncethe dress had formed, it turned into the same satiny material as theshirt had. The design along the middle of the dress was similar to thelacy design of what used to be my shirt, which had now fused with thepants. I realized. Jo ki mere sath hoa, Me fb bhut jayda use krta tha, us time me koi b hot ya beautiful ladki ko req send kr deta tha , to meri 1 aise friend bni jisse meri life mast ho gyiMeans sakshi name ki ladki ne meri req accept ki, jo Ajmer se thi , hum rat bhar chating krte the , and she fall in love with me, so hum bf gf ban gye, or hum call pe h hot baate krte the,Humne sex krne ka plan bnaya Ajmer, so kuch din bad h me Ajmer chala gya bus se and pahuch gya subah 11 bje , wo b ghar se colg k bahane aa. ” Rachel’s got the code on her iPhone to get past the digital lock.I heard the door open. Rachel came in, petted the cat.Looked guilty.“Shall we talk?” I said.“Uh ... yeah, I suppose. About...”“About a brown towel and the sticky parts thereon,” I said.She cast her eyes downward.“You coulda washed it and folded it and nobody’d be the wiser...”“It was gonna come out sooner or later...”“Literally,” I said.She looked sad.“I’m sorry. Not a joking matter, right? Right. Serious stuff, my little. It was after five and the Winter skies had darkened sufficiently to afford me an image as clear as that, if he had been doing it in front of a mirror. He had a long cock and I could see it was circumcised, my eyes remained fixed on his, 'Bell-End', the delicious knobbly bit, you like to chew on, when giving a guy 'Head'.I could feel my heart race as the bus sped through the darkened neighborhood, he really was taking a chance, he must have been really horny, to get it out and try to get one.