Apka sara kaam karungi. Mujhe apni naukrani banakar rakhna. Jitna chodna ho chod le na. Gand bhi mar lena. Par please khol do mujhe.”“Sali teri ga...d bhi marunga aur jam ke chodunga, par usse pehle teri bachi hui akad to nikal dun. Abhi to tu apni aukat se bahar hai.”Ab Puja latki hui, aur pair chaude ho rakhe. Puja ki chut khule mein hai. Birju bag se teacher wala scale nikalta hai aur Puja ke piche aa jata. Puja gore chutad dekh uska iman dag maga jata. Par control karke kheech kar scale se. My twin sister ... the girl with whom I spent time in the womb with... grew up with. And, I am in no way saying that I have even seriously considered this, but I haven't even heard your plan and I know it has more holes than bad science fiction. Do you really know how hard it is to get away with something like this? Police forensics is so calibrated and detail oriented these days it is akin to the eye of god. And most importantly, I don't know you, so I know I can't trust you. I. My girlfriends name is Madhu. She’s 5’4, just the right amount of flesh in all places. So we were in the same department, classmates a few times. We became friends thro’ fb. And we started chatting and I found out what her interests were and stuff. I started talking about those and then I really had her attention. We started talking on the phone and all. One day while I was just flirting with her, she told me that she loved me. I hesitated but then, I told her I loved her too.And so our chats. The nature of my gender definition is the plot of this story but let mebe clear that when I'd been dressing in femme' mode those years beforewe married I was very passable. I'd restricted my outer life simply dueto the lack of a support network. If this life had occurred a bit laterI can't imagine what my life might have been. Back then when I'd dressedI saw myself as a woman, not in drag. My body care showed me that smoothand near perfect skin, long hose covered legs, together with greatmakeup.