Next morning, I woke up at the sound of the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so I slowly walked towards the door only to be surprised to see aun... Bhumika. She had made breakfast for me. She entered the apartment and put the breakfast on the dining table. By the time I uttered a word, she asked me “how you like your tea?” I said, “Oh, no need to trouble yourself; I’ll have it at the café across the street.” She refused, saying that it was no trouble, “now tell me how you like your tea,” she. I remember the day I first spied, with my one eye, two enormous tits. Now, I have seen many tits in my day – some small, many perky, and others bigger. These were like none my eye had seen before … melons … juicy, round, squeezable melons.Oh boy! Master leads me right to them. I can’t wait to rub my head against one of those erect, delicious nipples. Wait, where’s he going? He misses! What the fuck? How can you miss those ginormous things, Master?Need to know: sometimes Master has trouble with. I was a little embarrassed and said we were just joking. Sumit is a good looking guy, a nerdy vibe with specs. He was taller than me, about 5’9”, I guess.But I didn’t want to take things with him forward because he used to date my room-mate in college. I didn’t like the way he ended things with her. He offered to drop me at my hotel. He had a bike he borrowed from his cousin in the city. I said okay and went with him.The bike had a back seat raised higher than the rider. I don’t know what this. So there I was, trying my best to remember nobody was going to think Iwas a boy in drag.And also trying to ignore the fact I ... kinda liked how I looked in thisoutfit. A little.Fortunately, before I followed that particular train of thought down therabbit hole, Melody arrived."Wowzers!" I said. "Mel, you look fantastic!"Looking at her, I realized what my mom meant by growing up too fast. Thedress made Melody seem at least a couple years older than she actuallywas, to the point I could easily.