The kids were outside in record time; for once, Henry got dressed quicker than Tiffany. He put the two kids in the sled basket, then headed across the...road, to where the training trail in the field lay covered with snow. He made two laps around the field, then brought the sled to a halt. "Hey, Tiffany," he said. "Would you like to drive for a while?" Can I, daddy?" she squealed, not quite believing him."Sure thing," he said, "Let's you and me trade places." He probably wouldn't have done it,. It takes me a few minutes to work out how to adjust mysuspender belt and attach them to my stockings. Here I am talking likea woman! Then I realise as I feel a call of nature that I have done itwrong as the straps have to go under my knickers otherwise how am Igoing to go to the toilet? I quickly rearrange my suspender belt.I like how my suspenders pull on my stockings as I walk and at the sametime pull down my knickers slightly.It's strange still having my suspender belt round my waist as I. Like I had just blinked my eyes and transported myself somewhere else. Itried to sit up but was instantly met with a resistance that I couldn'tovercome. It wasn't necessarily something holding me down but a lack ofbeing thrust forward. I couldn't quite place it. In my delirium, I couldmake out my mother and father sitting next to the bedside. Their muffledvoices crying out with joy that I was awake. I couldn't reallyunderstand what they were saying.I looked down at my body. It was covered by a. .ek din ki baat mere ghar pe koi nahin thameri maa aur behen market gaye the aur main ghar pe akeli thi aur tabhi ghar ki ghanti baji aur main bhagte hue darwaje par gayi. us din main ek sleeveless aur dhila sa ek mere papa ka shirt pehna tha aur niche ek half pant jo ki kaphi chota tha….aur shirt ke andar kuch nahin pahna tha ….aur sir bhi us din bahut handsome lag rahe the …….mera to man kar raha tha ki unko wonhi pe smooch kar doon lekin kaharb sochenge isliye dar laga ……sir andar ayye aur.