It was a pair of pantyhose. He looked at the word 'Kaiser' embossed in the material at the top of the waist. Hmmm; Kaiser, flesh-toned, ultra-sheer, s...eer-to-the-waist pantyhose. Could it be a coincidence?A feint odour of perfume clung to the flimsy garment and he put it to his nose and inhaled. He smelt Michele's Poison perfume overlying another musty odour; it took him only a fraction of a second for his brain to recognise the musty odour of stale semen."Fuck!!!"He threw the garment back on. At night I got a message from her saying thanks. I started to reply and the chat headed for two hours.We became close and the chat continued for a week and we got close to each other. We started to share our personal life including her sex life and how she misses it. She asked me about my girlfriend and I said I have no girlfriend. Then she laughed and I asked for the reason. But she refused to tell the reason.And she invited me to lunch on Sunday. I went for lunch and after lunch, she asked me. Also my financial condition was very poor. So I considered her offer and said yes.Sheena seemed delighted. Good let's start your transformation. Go to the bathroom and have a long bubble bath and use the hair remover ointment to remove all your body hair.I proceeded to follow her orders. When I came out of the bath I saw a pair of clothes laid out for me. Indian dresses especially traditional ones can be very pretty. Sheena had laid out for me what is called a lehenga. It was a bright red. We both go into a stall, and fuck like animals, and if either of us are screamers, we will be drowned out by the band,” I told her with a hopeful smile upon my face.“Actually, that just might work, and bold choice of words from a virgin,” she said giving a bit of a chuckle, that caused her boobs to give a slight bounce in the white tank top, which was obvious that she was not wearing a bra.“I maybe a virgin, but I am by no means shy when it comes to talking about sexual situations.” At that.