” Munni told me “Abhi nahi… main adha gantha mein aauingee maagar paaisa layungiii Rs.200/-” I was in my lungi, which was already like a tent ...ith my cock protruding and trying to tear my lungi. I was getting horny. I trembled and said “Munni paaisa doonga magar jaldi aana…”At around half an hour later the doorbell rang and there she was, Munni standing at the door. I quickly opened the door and Munni came in and I shut the door. Munni was wearing a White Salwaar Kameez. As soon as I shut the. I called Rick and he was already in the room. he must have heard my hesitation and came down to the lobby to meet me. it was like two business men on a trip. we greeted each other and took the elevator to the room. Rick was such a gentleman! we talked for a little while about sports, drank a few beers and as i was sitting on a lounge chair he approached me and began taking my sneakers and socks off. he caressed my legs up until the bottom of my shorts. i enjoyed his touch and felt at ease. i. Oh, yes.No, none of my openings, nowhere near any of them. So there's nothingfor me to confess to Scott, my conscience is absolutely clear, and Scotthas nothing to be jealous about. When Scott gets back from his oil rigI'll explain that I ran into an old college girlfriend of mine and sheagreed to move in with me, and we do things girls do, nothing that wouldinterest him. It'll be true enough by then. Isn't that the point ofthis whole thing? No, of course he isn't, not yet. Not. I then hid that side of me and dressed in my mom's clothes and lingerie when I was home alone. I would walk around the apartment and pretend I was a girl.I eventually grew older but did not grow out of loving being a girl. I eventually learned what garters were for and what stockings were for. That added to my excitement and even to this day, I cannot feel dressed unless I have my garters and stockings. during my teenage years, I also found excitement in wearing sanitary pads with sanitary.