Her Name is Shazia. She is also of 24 & she lives in near our house in Gujrat. She is the sister of my friend. Shazia is very beautiful girl with 34, ...5, 34 figures. Her Height is 5 feet & 7 inches. She has nice boobs. Her skin is like a silk. We are interested in each other from the last few years. Shazia is also the friend of my sister. She often comes to see my sister. Especially, When I come back at home on leave. So, this interesting incident took place, when I came back at home on Bkara. Reflecting signs of a rapprochement between Belarus and the USA, both countries had recently appointed diplomatic ambassadors to one another. Russia had stopped the energy talks but there was clearly a more determined intent to develop a mutual understanding between the USA and the Russian Federation’s near neighbour.Ekaterina, posing as Yulia Jelic, had played a very important part in stopping the energy deal (See ‘Swallow’s Nest’), thereby allowing Russia to retain its grip on the much. I sat down as Missy got dressed in the same outfit to whichI finally had to ask, "You sure have a lot of pretty clothes" Hereplied with pride "oh yes, I made them myself." "Wow you are quitetalented," I said. When Missy finished dressing he put silk socks onme and the same 4" heels as yesterday.Before walking to the class room we went over to the full length mirrorand I almost broke out laughing we looked way over the top ridicules.I smiled and said, "Great. Thanks Missy." He smiled and. "I'm not Margaret. I'm James....." "James. Open your eyes." The voice was insistent. Unable to resist any longer, James opened his eyes, looking again into his reflection. His tears streamed down the face of the woman in the glass. His face. The long dirty blonde hair framed his face, the part on the left revealing the high forehead that no longer looked prematurely balding. His eyes, that was what hurt the most to look at. They had not changed, save for their prominence. They were now the main.