.. girl, Roxanne!”It was only a dozen folks and a few kids, posing for a few pictures, but mostly autographs. A dad asked, “What are you doing her... in Minneapolis, checking out the Timberwolves?”“We are on vacation, this I our first stop.”“Where else are you headed to?”“Bloomington, Kansas City, maybe some other places.”“So, you are checking out NBA cities to see which one you like best?”Jumping in was Roxanne, “That is exactly what we are doing. There is no NCAA rule against us visiting cities. Yes, he had feelings for her. The feeling was something that was beyond just lust. He felt for her. He wanted to protect her from the world. But he knew for sure he didn’t love her. No, this was not the feeling of love, definitely.He went ahead and showered himself clean and flopped on his bed tired and happy. His dreams were filled with himself fucking Becky in different locales. For him Becky was only a girl with a great body and someone he could fuck as much as he wanted.***********Garrett. She said that the research goal was to help correct birth defects."Who knows maybe someday they can used this technology to treat transsexualism." She smiledThe thought was very interesting to me, since the process of changing sex is long and painful.At her urging, I started therapy and within a few weeks I was diagnosed with Gender Identity Disorder. I started down the road to complete sex reassignment. Michelle was great; she encouraged me to dress at home and was very supportive. She even. While going nearby the bank I could see a group of people gathering opposite to the bank.This was the usual place when the panchayat took place.I went near the crowd but couldn’t see anything,I climbed a nearby tree to get a clear view.The panchayat was about the enquiry of Devi who was the wife of the oil merchant in our village.Devi was a skinny ,good looking and fair woman who had some big and wholesome tits which was once a hot topic among my friends. She was crying and standing near her.