With an additional bit of pressure, the snare finally tilted into place. Quickly tightening the knob, Rennie looked over the rim at the new owner. “...here you go,” he shouted, a cheerful smile still plastered on his face. “Next time wait until I’m done adjusting it, though.” He laughed as he handed Jordan his drumsticks back. The pre-teen’s eyes lit up with mischief while he shrugged his shoulders apologetically.Rennie stopped to look around at the organized chaos swirling about him. His ears. Mausi ne maxi dala hua tha or mere bagal mein so rahi thi. Or hum ek badi si chhdar(blanket) udhe hue the. Winter ka season tha hum jaldi so gaye. Main mausi ke sone ka wait kar raha tha jab wo so gayi karin.Rat 1 baje maine apni jindagi mein pahele bar kisi ke boobs pe hath rakha. Maine bahut dheere se apna hath mausi ke boobs pe rakha. Sayad mausi ne bra dala nahi tha. Mausi hili thoda jab me boobs pe hath rakha. Jab wo hili toh maine hath hata liya or sone ka natak kiya ki mausi ko lage. We visit every five years, because the cost of travelling from New York to Wyoming is outrageously expensive. The summer air was hot and sticky. I was sweating and my clothes were clinging to my body. Honestly, I could not wait to take a shower and change into my swim suit to tan by the pond. The pond was my favorite place to relax as a kid. I would sit under the huge oak tree and just think about everything that came to my mind at that age. The time spent in the car flew by, and the next. To anybody else, I probably looked like some kind of drag queen, but tome I looked (and felt) like a princess. I sashayed my way to thekitchen, poured myself a glass of red wine and collapsed on the sofa inthe living room.This felt perfect. The feeling of the mass of material puffing outaround me, the feeling of soft silky hair brushing against my shoulders,the feeling of the bodice tight around my chest and waist, the way thegloves made my hands and arms look so delicate. Why couldn't I feel.