”“I did not know he played la guitara.”“He doesn’t, but he seems to possess a special gift for music. We were hoping he might try.”“Uh, ...octora, I play guitara very good. I could give him lessons if you want. No charge.”“Thank you, but John Doe left us some time during the night. The police are looking for him now.”Raul looked stricken. “He is gone? Oh no! Was it because of me, what I did?”“No, Raul, I’m sure it wasn’t because of you. Come back in the morning and we’ll talk,”“Yes. Yes, I will. Poor chap, it was such a shame. But it kind of turned me on as well hearing her give him shit while he squirmed about in that chair. I started undressing Nidhi slowly and methodically in front of him. This was one thing I was really good at, undressing a woman. No fumble fingers. No way! I made sure he watched me taking liberties with her body, feeling her tits and ass, fingering her lovely pussy which was all lovely and sticky by now, starting to get nice and slick.I made her lie back on the. I laid out the recipe on thecounter, just be sure to use an apron so you don't soil your new outfit.And remember use your real voice. I love how you sound so sweet when youlook so sexy."I couldn't decide whether to be pleased by Dani's analysis or not. Imean, I felt good to know that my appearance was in keeping with myfeminine goal, but I hated admitting that my body was more femininelooking than masculine. Also, I hadn't realized when I agreed to thiscostume change, that I would be taking. I would also like to say this is not an attack on Muslims, I am one myself. But rather a tool to do something a little different in the interracial category.*****Fahima stood waiting at the bus stop, struggling to cover herself up with her jacket. The chilly air had hardened her nipples which were visible through the abaya. She knew the moment she had put on the tight silky black abaya that it was going to be impossible to cover anything up. She had been in great turmoil over the past 24 hours..