Bua mera chhaati mein apni mooh chhupayi. Mein unki sir pe apna doosra haat rakkha aur sahlane laga. Bua choop se leti rahi thori der aur fir aur bhi ...aat gayi mujhse. Mein jaanta tha ki agar eisa chalte raha to kuch hi dino pe bua bimaar par jaaygi. Magar kar bhi kya sakta mein? Apna sir mein bua ki sir pe rakha aur unki maathe pe ek halka sa chooma liya. Bua ne mera chhaati pe uss chooma wapaas kiyei jhat se, to mein dubaara aur ek lambaa chooma liya. Ab bua jhatka lagayi aur uth gayi. Kya. I had been in them but never really looked around. That Sunday I took time to really see what was there. I was surprised to see how many neat things there were hanging on their displays. I found everything from reading glasses to day old pastry from the grocery store.I stopped at the almost empty mall to walk a couple of miles, then picked up a burger from the rainbow steakhouse and rode to the Marina. No it was not where Harold parked his boat It was the city reservoir and recreational area. I. His hands ranacross his body of their own accord. One of them pulled gently at oneof his nipples and the other moved towards his crotch and began tostroke his hardening penis. Soon his cock exploded in orgasm. As itdid, his breathing became more relaxed and his hands fell limp to hissides.In the living room the woman's lips closed soundlessly.***The next morning was Saturday. When Connie woke up, she found Jasonlying awake. "How did you sleep?" she asked.Her husband flushed red. "I had. .." Not this again. I don't want to be a woman," I said. "I like being aguy. I'm doing it for you."She rolled her eyes. "And I appreciate that. As I was saying, youseemed to be getting comfortable. If you don't want to do it, don't doit. I'll survive. I won't lie. It hurts. But I'll live. I really justwant you to be happy. But I can't make you happy. You need to do thatyourself." Thanks Oprah," I joked."Shut up," she said, with a smile. "I'm serious. You need to do whatmakes you happy. Do you.