There's something incredibly sexy about turning boys into girls and girls into meat.From this distance, you'd be hard-pressed to recognize that she wa...n't a natural born girl. Even stark-naked. If she was wearing so much as the skimpy string bikini she was wearing when I brought her here to the farm you wouldn't guess. But there it is, between her legs, the tell-tale evidence of her past. A tiny little external clittie, hairless, hardly bigger than a boneless pinkie. Beneath it—nothing. A. I felt sorry for him and hugged him. It wasn’t anything sexual…from my side.” She looked remorseful. “But after awhile he started kissing me. I wanted to, but couldn’t stop him. He didn’t force me or anything…if that’s what you are thinking. Oh God, I feel like shit…” I held her right hand tightly. She talked again, “After sometime I began to enjoy it. I don’t know what got into me…” she began to sob. I hold her shoulder and pulled her close to me.“Why didn’t you stop after first time?” I. Oh, and you’ll need these.” She handed me a bundle of cheap clothes. “Uniform. You start at Paulita’s restaurant tomorrow at lunchtime.”“Explain.”“We got you a job, your majesty. See how the other half lives. You’ve got a shirt and trousers and shoes, all black and, yes, the trouser cuffs are wide enough to hide your ankle watch.” I’d been given the additional humiliation of an electronic tag on top of everything else. She gave a mirthless smile.“Oh, and no men, no visitors, no booze and no. Mera ek cousin h aur main aur mera cousin hum dono log ek dusre ke bahut close h. Ap sabko to pata h city me log bahut bold hote h aur main bhi delhi ki rahne wali hu isliye main bhi apne cousin se bahut khul kar baaten karti hu aur wo bhi mujhse khul kar baaten karta h. Ap sab log city se h to ap sabko pata hoga city me log kitne bold hote h aur khul kar baaten karte h. Mera cousin bhi delhi ki ek acchi company me job karta h aur main bhi call center me job karti hu aur hum dono log bahut baar.