As my parents has gone to my native place and I have taken comp off today I worked on of the holiday. And we had some chit chat while the food was cok...ng. After once it is over she asked me join her for lunch, for which I readily accepted. She said that she will have quick bath and will come in few mins. I too went to bathroom masturbated thinking of her and had bath.She has come back in tee shirt and 3/4th without bra, her cleavage is clearly visible from outside the tee. After lunch we both. ”aur meri mami dhire dhire mere lund ko pant ke upar se hi sahalane lagi mera udhar dhyan hi nahi tha mene jeans pahni thi phir wo kab khada hua muje pata hi nahi chala mera pura dhyan mami ke boobs pe the mene himmat karke mami se pucha “ap hamesha is boobs se mune ko kyun pilati ho?” Aur wo muskura kar boli mein bari bari se boobs ko badal deti ho phir usne mere lund par dhire se mara aur kaha “Sach much tum bade hi badmash tumhare mama such kahte the ?”Tab mune ka dud pi kar ho chuka tha. I learned that there was a differencebetween being gay and who I was. I always knew that even though Ithought guys were cute, my feelings had nothing to do with wanting tosleep with guys. It was about me and how I saw my own body and self.That I wasn't gay but a transsexual wishing that I was in the girl'sdorm instead of the boy's dorm.It was also around this time that I first told my mother straight outthat now that I was out of high school, I'd wear a skirt or dress forspecial occasions, but. “Uh oh!” she said. The quicker she fell, the more the current manipulated her. Soon, she was falling at a blinding speed, with the wind flipping and turning her like a rag doll. It felt like the wind had formed several roaming hands, because the more it flipped her around, the looser her clothes became. While upside down, those windy hands slipped her shorts right off her body. As quickly as that was finished, the wind flipped her right side up and off her top went. She flipped and flopped,.