I almost went insane without you baby i'm glad I could at least callyou when I could; I say as we refuse to let each other go, why didn't you call me ...nd tell me you were coming home Gabe says as he puts his feet on thefloor still huggin me tightly around my neck as I kissed his left cheek repeatedly,well I wanted to surprise you I say still holding him very close to me. So how have things been back this way I asked as I unpacked, Gabriel saysbesides me going insane from missing you so much. I had to become a man. That was the only way I could make sure I wouldnever fall victim to another dishonest, predatory, violent male.Thanks to technology, the process is easy--providing you have the fundsand a willing partner for the mind exchange.I made contact with the people who maintain the national database ofpeople looking for body swaps of all types. There are an amazing numberof men wanting to become women, as I said, though I can't begin tofathom why. Their first step was to enter my. The thrill to unravel the unexplored mixed with the adolescence on the door step is toxic. Kashika was one such girl who experienced this with me. Back in 12th, we were amongst the two people who were new to the class. All others already seemed to have group. Like to the school and to the class, we were new to Delhi as well. Such things played in our favour and we naturally got close. Physical proximity however was a thing of the future.We started to sit together. The final bell used to ring at. "Why were you staring up my skirt?" I don't know," I answered. "I was a bit mesmerized and couldn't stop myself." You do this often, do you?" she questioned."No, just today for the first time," I answered nervously."So, you suddenly developed the desire to look up girl's skirts?" she asked, with a shrug of disbelief."Yes, well, no," I answered nervously. "I was bewitched and for some reason visually stimulated."Her hands went up under my skirt, straight to my knickers which she tugged part way.