I looked at him, he smiled and said,”yahi to dikhana tha tujhe yaar,ki mai gay hu, aur tujhse tab se pyaar karta hu jabse tujhe pehli baar dekha tha...aur mujhe ye bhi pata hai k tu mujhse kitna pyaar karta hai”. I just could not believe myself.this has to be a dream,but this was reality. Sameer switched off the light and switched on the night lamp. he slowly came near me and hugged me.That was the first time i hugged him and i cant express how i felt. he then kissed my fore head,my earlobes and. ..''and it went in, making me squeal like a kittyfrank on his knees moving to my side as he push the toy deepand left it inside vibrating up , stretching my small hole , the bikini bottom put back string on the toyfrank moving to my side his bbc hitting my lipse as he turn my head around , face down on the mattress to the sidefrank bbc hitting my lipse and face as i get ass rybbed by him''dont be shy, suck my cock , you want to try''watching at my mouth open a little , his big head helping. Idecided it was time to make a decision either be a futurelessmale nurse our be Mrs. Jim Finlather.Coming down the stairs I had on my blue jeans pleated mini skirtwith a pink low cut sweater, the one where the sleeves go overmy hands and pink wool knee high boots.Anna said, "Aaron you look beautiful I never would have thoughtyou where a boy."Jim looked at me and said, "you look great."Breakfast was great, French toast and sausage. The kids went tothe playroom to play and I knew it was time to. Anyway, fate placed us together in a common small city, working with common friends; their associations with us led them to play mass-matchmaker.We danced around one another at first, as will all new acquaintances, revealing bits and pieces as we spiraled around one another; the information grew more personal as our orbits began to synchronize.We shared hopes and dreams and aspirations, likes and dislikes, rhythms and blues and what-all else, until finally...Until finally, she allowed me to.