This is not to hurt the sentiments of anyone.In the end, it is always about the human and the relationships. It is never about the hatred, it is alway... about the love. Let all of us spread some love in the world and spread happiness all around in the world.This story is about a friend named Zaib, who hails from Lahore, Pakistan.My name is Zaib Ahmed Khan. I am 26 years of age and a professional doctor in Lahore, Pakistan. My family stays in Karachi and I stay alone in Pakistan.I was not born as. ” “Are you fucking high? Why would I do that?” “I want to see your body. You’re always shaking your ass all over the house and not wearing bras. I can always see your breasts through your shirts. Let me see what you have under your dress. You're a sexy slut, and I want to see what you're hiding under there." “If you think I’m going to undress in front of you, you’re sadly mistaken. I’m your stepsister, for God’s sake.” “And what does that mean? That means that we’re not related. I could fuck. ..uh...I'll be right back..." Jack heard himself say in Jasmine'svoice. He got up and rushed into the bathroom. On the way, the voicecalled out, "Ok, but get that ass back here soon!" Jack shut thebathroom door and looked carefully at the reflection in the mirror. Itwas definitely Jasmine. He turned to the side and inspected every inchof this new body. "I'll be damned...the professor was right!" But...nowJack had to deal with this mystery guest in the bedroom. Based on thesoreness eminating. Then Bob said from behind her, "I don't think so, honey." She turned around now to see Bob standing there with his camera running. None of us had seen him sneak around. "I just recorded everything you said."All the way back to my house, she cried and begged for us to let her go. "Please let me go. Please, I don't want to go to Juvenile Hall. They made me do it. My dad will kill me."We got her in the house, and getting our first good look of her, we stared at a short, pretty, and young Hispanic.