Ye unhone pehle hi discuss kar liya tha aur mujhe shayad isiliye nahi bataya tha ki main shayad trip pe aane se mana kar dun.Toh hum din bhar aur shaa... ko Goa ghume aur phir finally hotel aa gaye. Aur common area main sofa pe aakar baith gaye sab. Thodi der baad room mein beer mangwa li mer pati ne. Aur humne phir poora nashe mein hone ka plan banaya.Hum chaaro hi college graduate the toh hume har tarah ka nasha karna pasand tha. Par phir Sanjay ne apne pocket se 2 joint nikaale jo main dekh. I asked if I could change at her house so I could drive to and from the meeting in drag. She thought it was a wonderful idea! Saturday night came and I arrived at Kim’s with all my things. After I changed clothes Kim sat me down in the kitchen. While we talked she did my make-up and fixed my wig. I felt so alive, so sexy. I’d picked black lace panties and bra, stockings and suspender belt underneath a lavender knit shift with a matching cardigan. While fairly conservative in style, the dress. Part of it came from being shy but a lot of it came from my sense ofdisassociation. To belong to something, you need to have some sort ofconnection to it and, to be honest, I never had a sense of connectionto the world around me. Something was off....let's face it, I was off.My current lover is starting to moan louder and is thrusting harderinto my mouth. It makes it harder to control what is going on but thenmy goal is not to control him but to bring him to orgasm. His fingersweave into my. In… and out; In… and out. Cycle, repeat. She focused on her Way while she meditated. She knew who she was, what she needed to do, why she needed to do it, and how she was going to get it done. What she didn't know, apparently, was where and when she currently was. Time had obviously passed. Lots of time. A slight adjustment. No problem.The swordswoman began to braid her endless hair, which could almost be appropriately measured in kilometers. She went over her Way in her mind. Her name was.