As he pressed the heavily laden bar up from his chest he looked up at his sister standing above him, her hands ready to catch the bar if he needed any...help. Her legs were spread and as he strained to lift the bar his eyes were continually drawn to the small patch of yellow cloth that sat at the juncture of her legs just inches from his eyes.He could see her little slit outlined under he thin cloth, felt himself getting harder and harder as he watched the three or four rogue, curly, dark black. I knew Hein was enjoying, too. Sitting closer to me, his hand moved to my lap and was stroking my thigh through my dress. I moved my hand to his thigh, quickly moving it up and bumping into his hard cock in his pants. I turned to him and blew him a kiss. After the woman went limp on the floor after an obvious orgasm, the lights dimmed on the stage but didn’t completely go out. From the side, another figure entered the stage. The lights came back up and it was the woman, again. This time,. So we live in a world where women are regarded as second class citizens. We see them not with our eyes but with our lust. We see them as objects.”Nanda nodded.“So, how do we better understand what it is to be a woman? To be a mother, a sister, or a wife?”“I don’t know, guruji,” Nanda answered.“By becoming a woman, my dear Nanda,” the sage smiled.“I… I don’t understand, Guruji,” Nanda said, confused.“From today, you’ll be a woman, Nanda. You’ll dress like a woman, walk like a woman, and talk. I was very conflicted in my emotions. I knew it was wrong but I had been filled with sexual thoughts and proud of my developing breasts and this attention from an older man seem to validate my feelings.I didn't move a muscle and this made him bolder and his hand inched up to cup the cheek of my ass and now of course I knew it was much more than accidental. My mind raced thinking that I should move away, I was also embarrassed that someone else could be watching but I was also transfixed at how.