I am more tempted to write my story after reading one of stories of student teacher relationship although mine is not same and it happened in my nativ... few months before I came here.There was a sexy and sweet lady named vimala next door around 25 yrs ,very conservative but damn sexy in her simple cotton saree and her husband was close friend as we lived there for long time .theirs was a love marriage as she is from maharastra but very good nature and friendly .they had a 3 yr old child who was. “Mom, what is Tony doing home from school?”Tony Ford was a junior at State University. A member of the rowing team, he was the subject of many of the female teachers’ dreams. And SueEllen’s friends’ dreams, too. And their mothers! Tony played basketball throughout high school and was the star player. “Remember when Tony got his shorts pulled down during half-time,” Mary asked.“Yeah, he never lived that down!” SueEllen said.“I will always remember the sight of Tony standing there in his. Felix died from cancer three years ago. He had set things up so that his insurance money and cash from the sale of their home would go into an annuity fund. Two hundred thousand dollars in savings were set-aside for her to buy a unit at Bear Valley. Between her Social Security and the monthly draw from the annuity, she was set for life. When she died, her children would get what was left of the annuity plus the resale of the retirement unit. She said it was a CCRC, which meant she could stay. "Your swapping genders, boyo. Losing the dick and growing a clit. Yourout-y is becoming an in-y. Happened to your mum, your gran, your greatgran... you get the picture. You're going to be a woman, tits and all.Oh! And want to know the best bit?" Jenny. Enough."I burst into laughter at the sheer ridiculousness of the statement andlooked between the two, searching for the humour. Jenny grinned, atriumphant smile of vindication rather than jest. Sara looked at me,worry creasing her brow. Neither.