The year ends badly, and we all head to various homes, tails between our legs, goodbye-no-strings-just-friends fucking done and dusted, to face parent... who are not happy and less than supportive, but privately pleased that we were just the same kind of hellions as they had been a generation before. The fact is, they would like to know about the coke, sex, drinking and heartbreak. But you can guarantee we won't be telling them, unless we can manage to disguise things enough to convince them that. You can go back to the labsright after the birth if you want. I'm home all the time anyway and Ican care for the baby while you're at the institute, establishing aname for yourself." Yeah?" Valerie asked, turning to face her husband. She searched hisexpression for hints of insincerity. "What about before the baby comes?What about the fatigue? You don't know the barracudas I work around. Mycolleagues won't take a woman seriously who wears a maternity dress!" That's not true and you know it,". The guy was around 6 ft high and well built and pretty good looking. I used to go weak in my knees whenever he used to touch me.Im 5’7, very slim for a guy and I wax my whole body all the time, so it’s easy for me to get into my girly personality called ‘Riya’ whenever I want. After a couple of weeks of moving in, I finally got the time to become Riya when my roomie was out for a couple of days. So, on a bright Saturday morning, I woke up, spread out all my girly stuff and chose the best outfit. Before he noticed her she had taken pictures with her phone.He finally noticed and they argued, him out of embarrassment, her tellinghim she knew about his browsing history, accusing him of being gay. Shethreatened him with the pictures telling him if he didn't go along shewould send them to all his friends. She started making him over with plansto take him to a nightclub as her "girlfriend".I was getting into the story, jealous of the guy wishing I had someone tomake me over, take me to the.