“Yes, of course. You have such beautiful long hair. Anyone would be inspired to grow their hair as long as yours.”“Thank you so much, Rahul. Tha... is so nice of you. My husband used to tell me to keep my hair long. He used to like them a lot. I still take care of them now as well because I enjoy them being long.”Her husband must be a hair fetish as well, I thought. Kavita pointed at our balcony. She told me Gayatri had maintained the balcony well with those beautiful plants and flowers. It looks. We had to catch a flight from Delhi to Kerala. I asked her do you intend to wear sarees all through the trip and she said yes without thinking much about my question. I lived in America for so long, I studied in engineering college, I never been with anyone apart from my mother who wears saree everywhere she goes, so it was kind of odd for me too. I asked her what about goa, are you planning to wear saree even in that weather. She said yes without blinking an eye. I thought to myself - patience. The woman pulled out what appeared to be a ridiculously large dildo from her coat pocket - the thing had to be at least two and a half inches wide and ten inches long! "This is your preliminary exam," the woman stated and she then slowly pushed the dildo inside you - ignoring your protests. You groaned in discomfort as the full ten inches were thrust inside and you felt very uncomfortably full. A machine was attached to the dildo and suddenly it began to vibrate so strongly that you. My father wanted a"healthy" boy, but I wasn't it. He wasn't abusive (except for oneincident I will get to later) but he wasn't loving either. My mother wasusually too busy to pay me much attention but she did love me.Anyway, early on in my life I showed the signs of having gender issues.I always wanted to play with dolls and would beg my parents for them. Myfather would never get them for me. I guess that's where my resentmentfor my father started. I also always wanted to dress up as a.