I hated myself for doing things that seemed ... queer. On the one hand, I had the illusion that allowed me to get some sexual satisfaction. On the o...her hand, I knew that it was merely an illusion.The question lingering in my mind was always whether I'd be happier as a woman. I hated the answer I always found - while sexual reassignment surgery was an option, I knew that I'd never be the kind of girl I wanted to be. I had to face the fact that I'd be a butt-ugly woman. I was well over six. I’m very, very sorry, Babe, but do you have any shirts that you could wear that have a higher collar?” she asked, her voice sounding meek and contrite.“Huh? Why?” I asked, not understanding.“Well ... I kinda bit your neck ... a lot ... You might wanna check the mirror, Davey. I’m so, so sorry, Babe! CC is going to freak if she sees that! Shit, fuck! I told you to SLAP me if I bit you hard like that again, Davey! Fuck, I might have just ruined everything!” she moaned.I rushed to the bathroom and. She took it in her mouth in no time and was blowing him. Harish’s ecstasy knew no bounds and was shouting loud. Lalitha was enjoying his dick and had a wicked smile on her face. After 5 minutes, Harish just pulled her up and tore her petticoat.He was about to jump on her and Lalitha stopped him. She just pulled him to pressed his head on her pussy. Her pussy wasn’t shaved but was wet. Although Harish initially didn’t like her pussy smell, he started licking her. Lalitha was moaning. If she wants to tell you, then I'm fine with that. I'm not going to say a word." I gave her a smile showing that I was serious and would not be moved.She turned to Ashlee "Are you going to tell me?" No. He loved me all the way to my core and back again. He's just wonderful." Ashlee said still in post coitus dream land.Amber dropped her hold on her sister and leaned on the counter in front of me. "What did you do to her?"I put the bowl and spoon down. "I'm not telling."She held her gaze looking.