This was wrong.Then why was I hard as steel?Shocking even myself, I grabbed her and roughly turned her, shoving her into the wall in turn to press my ...ips upon her’s, claiming her mouth with the same sudden, desperate urgency she had displayed. She almost went limp against me and only my mouth upon her’s quietened her own moans of desire. She tugged impatiently upon the thick padding separating us both. Hardly an arousing thing to wear and so very suddenly the most offensive article of clothing. I mostly like girls, but I alsolove how sexy I feel when Stan kisses me when I'm dressed as Charlene." Well, that was very brave of you," his father said, "I know how hard itwas for you to tell us and we want you to know that we stand by whateverdecision you decide to make. I think this would be a good time to let youin on our secret." Secret?" Charles asked curiously."You see," his father went on, "I didn't only dress as Simone for theprom. I too continued dressing in private at every chance I. The woman stood and moved around the table to approach you. "Lets see what we have in here…" she purred making a move for Jo’s top button.Jo was dumb struck. One minute in a job interview, and within thirty seconds a very attractive brunette had slipped her hands inside her blouse, with four dirty old men looking on.Soon she realised that she’d skilfully unbuttoned her entire blouse. She then pulled Jo to your feet."Wow, they look great…” she whispered in Jo’s ear, her hands gently easing Jo’s. A bottle got thrown up to the shore by the sea waves.It was a typical film type scene with a rolled paper in the glass bottle. I was intrigued by it. I opened the cork and removed the paper. It seemed to be very old and had some writings on it. But I couldn’t read it as it was in some different language. But heck, we now have Google Translate!I found the language to be Tamil and I translated the writings. It was some shloka or verse. I read it. And then something happened. I felt different,.