In fact, he didn’t have a girlfriend back at home. Some women would reciprocate to his stares and some would just ignore. Neema was one such custome... who had been observing this new dude in town for quite some time.Neema was a 48-year-old widow whose only son was working in the gulf. She was living alone in a two storied house. The first floor was vacant and luckily, Abhinav took the house for rent.Neema was typical a mallu woman with wheatish complexion. Her boobs were voluptuous with big. " She had recovered her usual confident voice. "I even included a couple of references from previous clients, and each of the committee got a take-home package covering the presentation." I'm glad to hear that," he said, sounding genuinely happy. "When do you think you will know?" They said they would be back to me in two weeks." Hmmm, typical government isn't it? Bring half the entire staff and then take two weeks to decide on a project that is a tiny fraction of their budget!" he said. We did that for years and years. Then, when I was in eighth grade, things started to change. And the next five years of my life would be completely different. The first thing that happened was the farm. My mom had died a few years before, and my dad had to sell off some of our cattle to make ends meet. Jared’s parents had helped out in that respect. However, two things happened simultaneously (almost, I don’t know which happened first): my dad met Mary Lee, and we started having flooding. - Do you miss your legs? - Mandy asked.- Sometimes, I feel like I still have them. - Marcus answered. - Butthen I remember how much pleasure this body allows to me. I don't missthem anymore.- I feel the same. In addition, our flexibility, that allows us toentangle ourselves, compensates everything! I love to entangle my bodyon yours.She and Marcus then entangled their bodies.- Do you know I am in love with you two? - Mandy said.- As I am too! And I like to hear that!- After my transformation,.