" "I think it's terrible they won't to talk to you." Emma rubbed his arm. "I know my mom and I don’t get along too well, but she never tried to stop...me doing anything, or make me feel guilty about it." "That's good." Luke was silent, then changed the subject. "You need some Christmas decorations." Emma sighed. "I bought one. It's on the table there. I…oh, wow, if I say it, I'll sound like such a martyr." "Martyrisms are excellent fodder for writers, so tell me." Luke winked and she chuckled.. Most you can tell were male before. You look like you were born so beautiful.” I smile, kissed him & said “my sister & I (she's 1 yr older) used to play allot as k**s. I would rather play dolls & dress up & tea party then with the neighborhood boys. With there trucks & army & dirt bikes.” I continued “my parents worried that I was a sissy & sent me to a psychologist. After 3 or 4 visits she requested a physical. My doctor reported my blood test results showed abnormal high traces of estrogen.. .”I looked down at the small, three-sided pyramidal die on the tabletop, floating in the void. It gleamed.My old nemesis.I held up a hand. “Uh, while I’m here, can I ask some questions? There are things about this experience that have been bothering me.”“Sure, go ahead.”“Okay. Where’s my greatsword?”That had been bothering me for quite awhile.“Oh, so that wasn’t just a means of testing my limits at character generation, hmm?”Well, about that... “Don’t worry! I’m just kidding. The sword exists,. Aunty: parth, how do I thank you for whatever u have done ? And she hugged me again. This time I could feel the heat. I immediately held her even more tight and was rubbing my hands on her back and slowly started kissing her on the neck.She was already aroused because of the chat I did with the boy, and she let out a soft moan.Aunty: parth, hold me tighter.Me: I held her the tightest and started kissing her hard. Licking her neck.Aunty: aaahhhh parth. Mai kab se ye chah rahi thi. Aaj koi kasar.