Fir mere sasur ne mere payjama ka nada khol diya aur use bhi meri panty ke sath hi niche kar diya. Mai tadap uthi thi aur siskariya mar rahi thi. Mere...sasur ka lund pakadke maine use apani chut pe laga liya to mere sasur ne bhi position leke aek hi dhakke me unka aadha lund meri chut me utar diya. “Uiii….maa…” mai karah uthi…to wo hasate huve bole “Beti abhi to aadha hi gaya hai…..teri chut bahot tight hai….magar chinta mat kar , hum sab milke use puri chuddakad bana denge”Unaki bate sunke mai. There was avariety of old-fashioned clothes in the window including corsets andseamed stockings.Since leaving the Monastery my dreams have not been sated, in fact theopposite. I have been obsessed with the image of the Maid all the more.I see my self in service working as a Ladies Maid at the mercy of adomineering Mistress who controls my mind and body. I have had dreams ofbeing female since I was very young. I have tried to resist them asunsocial urges and have kept this tendency to my self. Mein bahut khush hua aur mami ke kamare mein chala gaya mami ne buje lipat liya aur kisse karane lagi usne mera saare kapade nikal diye aur mere lund ko dekh kar boli tumhara to bahut bada nahi hai medium size ka hi hai mein thoda naraj hua phir wo boli “usme udas hone ki jarurat nahi hai ” Phir usne mera lund upne hatho mein le liya or nitche upne ghutno pe baithgayi aur muje bed par bith diya phir wo mera lund chusne lagi aur boli “tumara lund ki taste bahut hi mithi hai!”Aur mein muskurane. But it told me everything Ineeded to know...again.The signs had been there for days. I'd even come to the conclusion withmy mom earlier this week. Josh and I were not going to be together.I felt cold inside as I heard the beginning of the song start. Josh hada keyboard player in his band, and when the four note chord that wasthe cornerstone of this song played the first time, I had to hold backtears. Every single note seemed to stab straight into my heart. How wasI going to get through this.