Every bengali woman has a hidden I know that which are kept in a conservative way of livings.after that my called to of us for tiffin as it was alread... late that day and after that she went to bathroom .( ami chana jachi kakima)she came out with a cotton tight fittings nighty I eyes got stuck for the first time as from that I got these type of views to her may be for my adolescent to adult .when I came out from bathroom I was in balcony for drying my towel in sunlight I saw her premium bra. . "Where does it start?" That would give it away! Keep looking." I followed the spiral with my eyes until the string of numbers dissapeared behind her back. Guessing where they continued on the opposite side, I traced my gaze upward along them... 190587755... Soon my gaze discovered her breasts. I don't normally spend a whole lot of time staring at my girlfriend's tits-not that I don't love them, I do-but I suppose a month of Gemma-deprivation had altered my priorities a bit, and I found myself. She didn?t know exactly what it was, as a flight attendant she?d had plenty of bad trips before, but something about this one had just worn her out.It probably hadn?t helped that she?d been so done-up when she arrived. She?d had a date the evening before, a very promising guy she?d met at a Starbucks who had turned out to be the most mind-numbing conversationalist in recent memory, and his long-winded monologues about the recent trends in automotive marketing campaigns had almost made her miss. Now the original Sheba was out there somewhere in the human world living Eric's life and enjoying no doubt eating human food and other human pleasures and freedoms and everyday that past Sheba's impersonation of Eric's former self was surely getting better. Sheba had not only been smart but now had Eric's brain, body and instincts to use. Eric in the meantime was forced into Sheba's body and life and it was harder and harder to think as clearly as before and her human knowledge and former human.