I was crying now and begging him to stophe just looked at me and said "pathetic" I need my house cleaned boy, everything you'll need is under the sin..., get on with it"for or the next two hours I washed, scrubbed, polished and hoovered. I also made Sir cups of tea and sandwichesthe house was ready for inspection..Sir moved through each room and seemed pleased. He found fault (there was none,) with the toilet, and made me lick the bowl until he was satisfied. I sensed he was annoyed I'd done. And yet how could he deny the myriad new and unaccustomed sensation his body was feeding into his brain every moment? How could he deny the skirt around his waist or the feeling of differentness between his legs as he self-consciously pressed them tightly together? Or the obvious femaleness of his long thin arms, small hands and long fingers with their painted nails? Or the way Gina was chatting at him as though they'd been girlfriends their entire lives? Why did Gina seem to know who he was. V dekh rahe the mujhe dekhte hi sambhal kar baithte hue bole arre aarzoo tum aao aao tum aapa ke saath nahi gayi…? Maine kaha nahi mere sir me dard ho raha tha isliye main nahi gayi mamu bole to laao main daba doon apni laadli bhaanji ka sir aao idhar mere kareeb baitho main daba deta hoon par maine kaha nahi maamu rahne dijiye goli kha li hai abhi araam ho jaayega aur wahin bed par main bhi baith gayi tab mamu jaan bole aarzoo tu apni umar se jyaada badi nahi ho gayi… Maine poocha matlab….? To. . Chrissy, you can stop now. Everybody else is done. Men, it’s your turn to show the ladies what you can do. Lie down. Ladies, hold their ankles. Its situp time. Some of you guys are doing quite well. Ladies, when you are ready, show him how much he is appreciated. And don’t be shy about it.”I looked around. At least 30 couples were coupling. Oh wait, two more non-exercisers made it at least 32.“Stay around and relax after you finish. We need men for a pushup contest to compete for Chrissy’s.