” She said with that impish grin. With a sniff and a snort, I popped the garters and carefully rolled down the nylons careful not to cause a run. Sh... watched me intently. As I stood up she whispered. “You have great legs.” Her voice trailed off. I felt myself blush. Then she completed the thought: “In fact, you have a great body overall.” “Aren’t guys supposed to be lean, muscular, and shaped like…” I paused. “You know, like men.” I know I must have had an inquiring look as I said that. True. ” Aunty boli, “Par Salim yahan tumhare samne?” Toh woh bola, “Are aunty aap aise hi sharma rahi hain.” Usne aunty ki bra peechhe se unhook ki aur utaar di.Ab aunty apne chucho ko haatho se chhupaye khadi thi. Usne peechhe se aunty ka haath hataya aur unke chuche dabata hua bola, “Kavita ji aapke chuche toh bohut sudol hain kya lagati hai aap?” Kavita aunty samajh gayi uska iraada kuch aur hi hai. Tabhi woh aunty ke chuche aur nipple ragadne laga.Ab aunty garam ho chuki thi. Aunty boli, “Salim,. I had learnt that my father-in-law was very close to getting a seat in the parliament. The day I entered his house, he told me to prepare for a meeting of 5 men. He also forwarded me an old sari with blouse, petticoat, and lingerie that I should wear while serving the men. It was a red sari, and the petticoat and blouse were so small that they revealed more than they covered. My entire waist was bare in it, and the blouse was so low cut and pallu so thin, that slightest bending would have. Ich wollte katholische Pfarrerin werden.Wieder glitt mein Blick an mir herab. Ich hatte schulterlanges blondes Haar. Wenn die nicht wären könnte man mein Gesicht auch für das eines femininen Jungen halten. Schmal, scharfkantig, naja, nicht allzu attraktiv. Und dann mein Körper. Meine Brust bestand aus zwei Knospen, die gut einen Zentimeter hart vorstanden wenn mit kalt war. Das war‘s. Flach wie ein Brett. Apropos Brett. Das war mein Bauch auch, flach und fein gezeichnet von einem Waschbrett..