Hugging her, I replied, "How've you been, girl?" Just wonderful! We had a tornado and me and Toto got blown away and ended up killing the Wicked Witch...of the East when the house fell on her." Oh, my goodness!" I sat down in the chair across from her. Brad was sitting on the edge of the bed. In spite of the tears flowing down his face, his face was glowing."I'll say! Her sister, the Wicked Witch of the West, pitched a hissy fit, but the good witch Glinda gave her what-for and she went back home.. Next day, mom told the maid to get the guest room ready. I came home from college in the evening. Mom was already home and she was wearing a soft red saree. She rarely wears sarees at home so I was a little surprised. But I quickly forgot all that the moment I realized how hot she was looking. The small tight blouse showed a lot of cleavage.The saree was well below her navel so it also left a large area of her tummy and back, uncovered! Damn, she got me all excited! After about an hour the. The intent was then to lose a lot of weight steadily, not wishing to make myself poorly by taking a bull in a china shop approach. If I was going to get a good male figure back and then develop a semblance of a female shape, I needed to shrug off thirty years of being a married man and all the male role model baggage one has to endure when really you crave to wear your wife’s heels and party gear. I knew it was all going to go wrong when she started wearing heels again to work. She never wore. “Me too”, she replied. She told me that she had dated quite long but always found that men got raw with her. I assured her that I was not of the kind. “Its still got to be proved”, she challenged.I assured her that I’ll face that. “Okay, next week, I am going for a conference. I’ll pay for your registration. You’ll be alone with me”. I agreed. We landed up in Bangalore on a wet morning. I escorted her to the cab and we were off to the hotel.We checked in the hotel as Mr and Ms Arindam, for the.