*I wasn’t yet confident enough to strut around in public, wearing drag. I told Frankie what had happened and why I wasn’t available on Monday and...Tuesday, and he saw how rigid I was Wednesday and we didn’t do any sexual acts that week. The Club was shut for a month so I stayed home that weekend. I was back in the grove with Frankie the next week and had another lazy weekend. That’s when I started to scour the internet for more items like clothes, wigs, bracelets, that women wore.It was. I had liked him enough, and thought him cute enough that I didn't necessarily regret sleeping with him, the way one might regret a trashy one-night stand with someone picked up at a bar. I felt no shame over what we'd done, although I wished the circumstances had been better.But now Amber had repeated her question; and with all the weight of her inflections behind the words, I found myself unable to answer. My brain was divided on the issue. A part of me remembered the thrill of being with. Abo chala korikelu unaye niku ani anadu…Sarle nenu arrange cheyana mari ani saradaga anadu…Odhu ana…Athanu ipl lo settings vestadu…Loss lo uninadu apudu naku cheoi badhapadevadu…Okaroju nyt romance chat chestu unam apudu anadu eroju kuda match poinde ani…Marchipoya athanu nannu mudhu ga lanja ani pilichevadu…Naku apatiki job ochindi final year ayipoindi…Bayta room tiskuni unna…Athanu kuda natho undevadu….Sare malli past ki veltuna…B.Tech final year lo athanu matches loss avtunapudu athanu. The on purpose part was when she was stretching out her leg in her cute little shorts, she had her leg all flexed and she looked at me straight in the eye and gave me the most sensuous little smirk. She must have seen my hard on raging in my pants.I think about this as I lay in bed starring at the ceiling. God I'm thirsty. I get up and shuffle down the stairs to get a glass of water. With the fridge door open, I chug the glass of water as I lean against the island in the middle of the kitchen..