(typical of all Chennai buses) and I boarded thebus having no other choice as the journey was almost an hour tohome . The bus was totally jam packed a...d after buying my ticket , Imanaged to push my way though to stand in the rear / middle of thebus. I was generally irritated, to be traveling in this crowd , butresigned myself to the long drive. After a while , I felt somethingbrush against my bottom and I casually glanced behind to notice amiddle aged person of about 50 plus standing behind me,. Aur men chair per bath gaya.aur ye soch raha tha k madem mariya se aj jee bhar k piyar karonga madem ki asi chudai karonga k wo bas is raat ko barson tak yaad karegi.aise he sochon men gum tha to madem wapas aen aur us k hath men tuliya tha aur apne hath aur moo us se puch rahee the.to mene kaha madem sahiba ap kapre badal leti to ap aur fresh ho jati .aur madem ne meri taraf dekha mere kareeb aa kar kahne lagi janab fresh to hate rahenge lakin men ye moaka hath se jane nehen dongi aur yadgar. Men could do something similar and grow a functioning uterus, vagina, and tits, with the aid of only one minor surgery. It was much more popular amongst women than men. Apparently career-women wanted to become more aggressive and dominant though the hormones the balls produced. That's why she had chosen to get the surgery.At least that was what my mom told me and dad at the dinner table when she came home from the surgery.Dad seemed disappointed, slumping a bit in his chair. He had not been. Cathy screamed. He span her round to face him, as she screamed again he punched her hard on the face. The blood from her nose gushed down, with the water from the shower, to stain the front of her clinging t-shirt a pink-red colour. 'Shut up!' he snarled viciously, drawing his fist back ready for another punch. She held back from screaming again as he stepped back and switched on the electric shower heat. She buried her face in her hands, wincing in further pain as her fingers.