I was one hot looking 22 yer old chick. I poured another glass ofwine and sat down on the couch for a moment. Then I remembered. Oh shit! Ileft my lau...dry in the dryer in the laundry room. I wasn't about to go getit. I just spent too much time becoming Lyndsey to change. Then I started tothink about having to leave my stuff there until Monday. It probablywouldn't be there especially my girly things. Some perv would probably takethem. Some of my favorite things were in that load of laundry. I. "I know, it's supposed tobe like that. I've seen girls your age wearing things like this. Iknow it's a bit bold but so are you. Now here put this on."I looked at the offending item and could tell it was a skirt. I wantedto throw it but then glanced at my reflection and paused. I've seengirls wearing a top like this before, I think it's called a crop top.It actually didn't look too bad on me, maybe even pretty good on meonce I thought about it. I easily stepped into the skirt and pulled itup. Mene socha ki ye kese possible he ke mom bina sex 5 sal tak rehi ho,to mene iske bare me pata karne ka socha.Mene hamare apprtment ke watchmen ko thoda sa dhamkaya aur bola “Tumhara dhyan kidhar rehta he,mere ghar me chori ho gayi he,tum kam thik se nahi karte ho”.Usase wo dar gaya aur bola ki“Sahab kab hui chori,mujhe to kuch pata hi nahi aur aap ki maa ne bhi kuch nahi kaha”,Tab mene use kaha,“Proper entry nahi rakhte ho,kon aata he kese pata chalega”.Tab watchman ne kaha“Sahab,me to sab. He slid further down the sofa as his head became level with my cock. I held my breath in anticipation, waiting for him to finally take me into his mouth. But he teased me once again and moved over to my hip bones. He trailed his tongue up the valley and back down again, always stopping just before touching what I so desperately wanted, no needed, him to touch. He suddenly began to furiously suck at one point on my hip, nipping and licking it vigorously. I hissed in a breath as the pain and.