I couldn’t take off my eyes off her. She was like a sex bomb.She was standing near the bride on the reception stage. I could see the edges of her ni...ples on the saree. Sandhya was standing beside her.They both looked very hot. My dick was dancing inside.Then we all went to have dinner. There I talked to my ex-girlfriend.Our small conversation was like this,Me: Hi, Anu.Anu: Hi.Me: How is your life?Anu: Not bad.Me: Hmm, what else?Anu: Nothing, what’s going on??Me: What?Anu: I saw you were staring. "Jahan what are you looking at". I was blushed and said sorry.After coming home, On that particular day I though that I would not do this again. Next day I went to class and looked at her. I was amazed to see that she was wearing tight black top with deep neck and blue jeans. Now my penis started erecting. I was out of control. Then again I started to see her boobs. While we were communicating I forgot my complete task which she gave me last day. Nicely she told me that Jahan you are not. I had been set up. The advert in the paper was to make it look authentic. I was the only one to be “interviewed “ and it was because I needed to know my place. And learn taking things that are not mine carries consequences. I was also told that while I am in at my now home, I would have to dress fully as a female, I will have to learn how to apply make up and learn how to be more feminine. Any objections or misdemeanours would mean a much heavier sentence, this would include the Birch, single. We had gathered at Marks house a 41 year old who was the only single one in the group. After a BBQ in the garden we watched the football in the huge TV/games room it is the best man cave I have ever been in decked out with a pool table, pinball and arcade machines along with a huge projector screen. Throughout the game Scott the youngest of the group at 27 was constantly distracted by his phone ringing or getting texts he was in and out answering calls and the look of frustration grew deeper on.