Each step was a step I couldn't take back.My brain was shaking, telling me over and over to walk back out to mycar, but my body ignored it, consumed b... the arousal that was buildingbetween my legs and spreading down my thighs.I knocked.A woman's voice swore on the other side of the door and then grumbled.Footsteps came closer.It crossed my mind suddenly that she might think I was a customer. Ididn't have that much money on me but that made me chuckle. She lookedcheap. In all likelihood I had. "This next episode is one of my favorites..." Aunt Agnes said as thetheme song started to play.As they sat watching, Taylor wiggled his fingers and observed his nails.Sure, they were longer than he usually kept them, but not nearly as longas they?d been with the acrylics. Was it just Taylor?s imaginationplaying tricks on him? Perhaps, but he couldn?t deny that even withoutthe acrylics and nail polish, his hands still looked vaguely feminine,though he quickly shook away the thought.On Saturday. Name pooja.Age 20 and had a perfect figure 34-30-36. All the guys had a wish to fuck her but luckily I got to do that. She had completed her graduation. Since years I wanted to have sex with her but was afraid. Once I made a fake acc. And added her on fb.And approached her their but somehow she came to know that its me only. She scolded me and I managed not to tell my parents…time was going like this only .I used to masturbated thinking about her assets .One day she came my home and used my pc. It's strange how reality is sometimes such a relieving disappointment compared to our worst imaginings. Contrary to my anxious visions, there was no look of horror, no rush to pack my bags and heave me out on the street. "Well, it's not like you would ever do something like that," she said. "People think about funny things. If you knew some of the things that pass through my brain, you'd think I was totally loopy." I felt a weight lift from my chest as I realised that my secret was no longer.