What I mean to say is that I had been around the block many times, and with every woman imaginable, but I had a naughty, faggoty little secret: I had ...lways fantasized about being a woman. Not practically, you see - I knew that my frame and features prevented me from ever being as beautiful as I truly desired. But deep inside, I longed for the silky smooth feeling of women's panties clinging tightly to my plump, smooth little ass. I wanted pigtails and short skirts, lollipops and flirting with. This musta been great when you were a kid. But it doesnt look like any things been used in years . She headed toward the mini golf course everything all over grown with tall weeds &hellip,oouuuch! she cried As she tripped over something in the tall grass. Moving aside the grass to see what had tripped her up. What she saw was two steel rails about one foot apart nailed to wooden blocks. These look like miniature railroad track,&hellip,&hellip, A train &hellip,&hellip,.you had a train that. Shradha: Ok tumhari marzi par udhar nahi to.. Ok batao tumne kya pada hai?Main: Maine B-teck kiya hai.Shradha: Hmm ok to 6th class ki maths aur Hindi ka tuition le sakte ho?Main: Kya? Akshun ke liye?Shradha: Haan. Uski final exam aa rahi hai.Main: Aaj tak kisi ko padaya nahi hai. Par try kar sakta hoon.Shradha: Ok to done, Akshun ko padane aa jao main payse adwance mein de doongi.Main: Are chalega. Abhi ke liye hai.Shradha: No no yaha is shahar mein payse kab nikal jate hai pata bhi nahi. Anyway we started chatting to a few people and, with a little persuasion from me, she started to get interested in watching other people on webcam, primitive as it was in those days, and eventually came round to actually meeting someone .The encounter I am about to tell you about happened towards the end of April 2004. We had been chatting on line (via the Yahoo groups) to a man in London and arranged for him to come up to Bedfordshire to meet us for a purely social meal in an Indian.