A whole lot better than the 220 that I weighed when I met Ganda.The first month all seven women are in the house I just about lost it, there are so ma...y hurt feelings and demands on my time. Ganda puts an end to the problems by instituting some regularity on who can see me when. I have nothing to do with this and am happy to stay distant from the process of the calendar.From then on I am just fine as the pressure disappears. Ninay is nineteen. The only problem now is that we have two fourteen. He knew it was done. The transformation was almost complete and there was no turning back now. His hair was being permanently curled and he could only imagine what would happen next. After dinner we sat around having a few more beers and made the sissy boy clean up the mess and wash the dishes. Around 8:30 we went upstairs and the three of us showered again. We soaped each other up and I made the sissy clean my butt hole real good. After drying off I removed Jack's turban and tightly. A boy each?" One between two," said Sharon, who wasn't too keen. "And make him, erm, sixteen." I'm afraid fourteen's the oldest we've got. I'm fourteen. Fancy me? Or do you want to see the selection?" He presented the girls with brochure in which there were photographs of many naked, or near-naked, boys with details as to their sexual preferences. "We've got a boy for every taste. But if you don't see exactly what you want, I'm sure whoever you choose can be precisely as accommodating as you. I followed."Learn what?" I asked."Well, karate." She answered. She assumed a position where her knees were bent and she was leaning slightly forward. "See this position I'm making? Try to re-create it."I smiled slightly, and shrugged. Why not? I did want to learn, after all.After we tried a few stances, she moved on to the hands and where they should be. I had to admit, she was a really good teacher. She spoke slowly and made sure I could understand everything she was teaching, rather than.