I realised somehow I had got to bed. I had no idea how.I threw off the sheets to get up.Then I realised that I was dressed as a French maid. I had n...ver even puton any women's clothes before. How could I describe this? It was likewhen I was learning to swim. I remember that I wanted to step slowly intothe water but instead I was thrown in the deep end. I panicked and had tobe rescued.This felt similar yet this was different as I didn't want to learn to wearwomen's clothes or to wear. I’ll keep my ears open at the printers. It seems to me that a printer’s shop would be a logical place to check out.”Gordon agreed, he had visited all the printers on this side of the river all the way to Santa Fe, but had no jurisdiction in Mexico. With relations touchy between the two governments, he would have to have some compelling proof before he asked for help from the Federales.I guess there is some reward for a good deed, or else the card gods were smiling on me Wednesday night, because. Jis bhi din vo nahi aati thi mujhe vo pal guzaarna mushqil sa lagta tha. Aur isi beech mera waight 70 se ghat kar 55 ho gya tha jo ki mujhe bhi feel hua ki aya tha tab kyat ha or ab kya halat ho gyi hai .mere rishte daar bhi sochne lag gye ki kuch to gadbad hai.Us family mai ek bada ladka tha jo ki mujh se 3 ya 4 saal bada tha usne mujh se pucha ki kuch gadbad to nahi hai na use to pata thi ki kya baat hai kyu mera weight kam hua or mai padhayi mai bhi kharaab ho gya tha mera ek semester back. The poor bus driver stalled his vehicle as we pulled away laughing.The rest of the journey to her flat was pretty much ordinary, or as ordinary as it could be with woman intent of flashing her cunt to all and sundry. We parked outside the launderette, which was beneath the flat Eleanor, Teresa and Emma shared. Walked to the end of the row of shops (4 units) round the side and then back down the alley to her front door.As we walked she said "You will meet Teresa today, but don't worry both she.