” I pulled out two cans of Stella Artois from under the seat and offered her one.Reetuparna smiled and took the can. “Okay! If this makes you happ....” She smiled again.Reetuparna pushed her seat backward and inclined to it and opened the can. I opened mine. We both cheers. And what happened next, stays to be the best moment of my life.As we both finished the beer, she was looking more relaxed. She was now a little less desperate to walk out. I was relaxed too.I put my hand on hers and she didn’t. ) They were so comfortable, in fact, that I wondered anewwhy women preferred pants to skirts.We moved all my male clothing out of my closet and boxed it up."I'll put this with your other male things," she said. "Remember,you're on your honor not to touch them." Then we put all the dressesand skirts into the closet.After the clothes came makeup. "This is going to be the hardestfor you," she said. "I don't mean hardest to put up with; I mean,hardest to get right. It takes most young girls a year. My wife explained to thesolicitors that I was testing my 'other side'. They didn't seem to mind;after all they were getting quite lucrative fees for those transactions.In the other hand I was reassured that I was by 50% the owner of the newproperty as well. Mrs. Manley was unscrupulously fair; she said that shewouldn't jeopardize my future even if I was a humble domestic at thisparticular moment. The new house had a small servant's quarter attached to the kitchen andscullery area. It consisted. I just wore a see-through lacy bra with a overcoat so that I can unbutton few buttons and give a peek of my cleavage. My skirt was tight and anyone could easily see my ass as my skirt was in a sky blue color.As I was walking down the streets of Boston, I felt some nasty feelings down my stomach. I was happy and cold. Then I almost removed all the buttons of my coat and pulled down my bra which made my nipples to pop out. I was also shy and worried so I just folded my hands around my boobs. Then.