She opened her eyes wide and looked at me with bit of a shock and looked away.A crowd gathered on the bus and Piyush took the opportunity and literall... made her stick with me. I was hard below seeing her drops of sweat around her armpit, the mole on her neck and her fragrance drove me crazy. She tied her hair in typical Indian knot method. Most of her shoulder skin was exposed. And her saree was low cut. I was taller and I could easily get a glimpse of the heavenly moons. Slowly I felt her. I stopped Tina from sucking her boobs and told Chandni to lie on the bed, she knew she had to do as I told or had to face the consequences.Me = “Tina,! sit on her face and have your pussy licked by her”While Chandni was licking Tina’s pussy I was licking and sucking Chandni’s pussy. All of a sudden I inserted my dick in her pussy and Chandni gave a huge moan. I told Tina to sit tightly on her face or that neighbor’s might hear her. I removed my dick and it was filled with blood.Chandni = “pls. .. well man wasn't the right wordadult was a better word. He was going to be a person who did as hepleased. He would do what he wanted not what people expected of him. Hewas going to be the soft, feminine creature that was his true nature.From now on he would only wear dresses and skirts like he used to. Evenback before 'that night' he would wear pants on occasion, but now hewouldn't wear pants ever. He had always felt better in dresses. He hadto show the world he was tough enough to be. The girl. For what would it be without one. As soaked as me. Ahead. Bolder, one must admit with a sense of chagrin. Younger, it must be said because everything counts and nothing does. Lovely and perfect regardless.The tent lies ahead, reaching into the sky, circusy and colourful, striped, slanted, big. The edges turned up slightly, bulging down and arcing up, water collected in the distended material, water balloons sighing with envy. She glances back at me, catching my gaze for a second..