I actually went on the forums for advice and hit on the craigslist idea. I made an anonymous email and started replying to ads. After a few flakes, I ...it on an active one. after a few back and forth emails, he said he was coming over.I showered and put on a robe and put on candles in the bedroom. I paced nervously as I waited, doubting and excited. My blood froze as he pulled up. I remember saying out loud-"Well, you're about to become a cocksucker." I went out and met him at my front porch. I had done so much in such a short time. Was this rush tochange sensible? Was I just releasing an un-tapped reservoir of desire?Why did I enjoy the changes so very much? The new garments and the effecton my sense of self; this voice was the tip of the pyramid. I wanted toexplore my world, but as Sara. She could be more than a new start, maybeI could see a future where I would have breasts and, I stopped thethought.The falsies were more than a little problem. I would have to address theworld. 30 pe door bell baji mene darwaza khola tu deka ke samnerameeza khadi Thi mene use andar liya aur darvaz banh kiya aur usko apniaur khish ke uske lips chusne laga 10 min ke baad choda phir mene ushe galo kosaab jaga kiss ki phir me utha ke bed patak diya mene uska top utara to usneundar kuch nahi phena tha uske boobs dekkhe me hairan ho gaya kya khubsurat themene uske boobs ko dabaya chusta raha kata raha fir vo boli aramse dard ho rahamaine uski baat nahi suni aur uski boobs ko zor zor se. He turned the handle of the door, opening it slowly, trying to be quiet and suprise her. He had been away all weekend for a football game. She grabbed the red paint then, splashing a streak of red across the canvas. She grabbed the blue then bending over the canvas to pour a small pool of the rich color onto the corner, trailing a small line to the opposite corner. Her shirt rose higher, the soft curves of her thighs leading to a perfect view of her moist lips. He groaned then, letting the door.