I decided to join it. Usually, final year students do not join any society due to study pressure, but I had different ideas.On the first day of the 5t... semester, a seminar was organized by the society. It was presided by Nila Mam herself. She wore a red saree and sleeveless blouse, her partial cleavage was also showing. I was mesmerized. At the end of the seminar, when all students started leaving, she called me, “Hey, you, tall guy”, “Are you a final year student?”“Yes Mam, I’m Raaj from. His phone read 10:40 a.m. so he hastily sat up and leaned over to the cabinet under the TV, where there had always been a stash spot and sure enough he found a nearly full box of the same kind he expected to find from his youth. Out of habit, he looked around to double check his surroundings and carefully lifted the lid, as if someone were listening for the soft plastic sliding apart. Blocked by the angle of the window and the cabinet door, Lisa was struggling to see what he was doing under. An orgy is taking place. A transvestite orgy.Back to the woman in the cerise blouse; her name is Michele Nylons and six months ago you would never have found her participating in such debauched activity. Six months ago she didn't even know she was a transvestite!The previous week, Michele, or Michael Nyland as she is known in her male circumstance, was still partly amnesiac and could only remember the occasional glimmer of her transvestite lifestyle. She had been in a coma and had emerged with. She could see me looking at her thighs and between her legs but said nothing. I was getting turned on.I then stood behind her and as I move to place her hands on the strings I brushed across her breast, she was a voluptuous young woman and not wearing a bra, we both said nothing. Again as I put her hand on the bow I brushed against her other breast, again we both said nothing.Making herself comfortable she wiggled on the stool and I doing so her skirt rose all the way up her thighs, so that she.