She said, “I hope you don’t mind, but I feel much luckier when I’m completely nude.” with that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the di...e and with an Irish brogue yelled, “Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!”As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed. “Yes! Yes! I won, I won!” She hugged each of the dealers, picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed.The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.Finally, one of them asked, “What did she roll?” The. "You keeping saying 'her'. Haven't you seen enough of him to know thatSam isn't a woman? I mean, where's the long hair, where's the feminineface, where are the baby-making hips, the slim legs, the tits?" Kevinlisted off."If you don't have a cock, you're not a man," Jessica said simply."You're being completely irrational," Kevin pointed out."Am I? I have a right to feel uncomfortable about this. She is your ex,you had sex with her, and she's with you all the God damn time. Youspend more time. Wo unko dekhkar itni kush thi ki bas bata nahi sakta.Phir is tarah bhabhi ke ghar me rehte huve 4-5 din ho gaye. Me delhi me yo hi ghumta rahta aur. Pata nahi kyo mera mind kaisa hone laga ki me samne mujhe koi girl ya female dikhe tho mujhe koi attaraction nahi hota, par jyohi koi mard good personality ka dikhta mujhe ek ajeeb si feeling hone lagti thi. Bhabhi key aha mujhe food and living me koi pareshani nahi thi. Wo force karke kutch paise bhi jabardasti de deti thi. Mujhe morning and. My best friend Philip laughed and told me that I look nice, even with my long blond hair.We had maths afterwards. I hate Math’s. I really do. In the middle of the class, I could feel that I was getting wet. I could feel a tear coming to my eye. I tried to wipe it away and control myself from crying. I didn’t want Philip or anyone in the class thinking I was crying like a little girl.But I was a little girl. Look at my hair. It was down to my shoulder, I always had long hair. I was wearing.