There were also some international disputes brewing. India and Pakistan had once again reached the brink of war.International morality, it turns out, ...as a complex thing. Both sides in a brewing war, I knew, felt they were doing what was best for their country and its people. Both sides were wrong. But not morally wrong. Just wrong.At least in this instance, the mere contemplation of war, no matter how horrific it promised to be, was not invoking any of my formulations. The war-planners weren’t. I collapsed on the chair.Vivek: That was amazing, Jai. You exceeded our expectations.Me: Thank you. I hope I passed the test.Ramesh: Of course you did. Welcome to the family, son.Me: Thanks, Ramesh uncle. I am very lucky to become a member of an amazing family like yours. I can’t wait to go and explore Geeta aunty and Priya aunty.Vivek: Of course you can explore them, but you will have to wait till tomorrow.Raju: You are not yet done with us.Me: What? I have given everything I could, and I am. . I...” Gretchen swallowed.I winked at her.“Yes, Becky,” she moaned, her lusts consuming her. She was in heat, hyper-ovulation kicking in. The signs were obvious.It was taking all my self-control not to rip off her clothing and fuck her right now.She moved to her husband, almost floating the few steps to him. He groaned, not fighting his wife as she unzipped him. Her hand reached in, fumbling around, then produce a cock, an average length for a guy. She gripped it, staring at me.“That is one. "As I said, I know thetype. My question is simple. How far do you wish to carry theimpersonation?" Excuse me?" How perfect do you wish to be as this woman?" I don't know." As he said it, he knew it was a lie. Damn it, he wasalways exact in his clothes. He would have rather been caught dead thanwith everything not in the exact place it belonged in. "No, that isn'ttrue. If I have to be a woman, I want to be the drop-dead beautiful, comefuck me if you can, best bitch in the place."Her smile was.