Before departure we had several more glasses of the old moloko as this would sharpen you up for a bit of the old ultra-violence.Chapter 2"Art my broth...rs"After a final glass each and a splash of banter we set of into the setting sun towards school.The building was like the towns people, it having a rotten a disgusting appearance which was nearly as bad as the dilapidated interior. The teachers themselves always stood straight dressed in the hight of sophisticated fashion like well trained. “Or something sounds good.” She laughed, put her hands on his face and kissed him forcefully. “That sounds really good.”“Okay, but don’t say later that I wasn’t a good host. I offered.”“Oh, just shut up and fuck me.”He picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. “What did I do to deserve you?”“It’s not what you did, it’s what you’re about to do. I hope.”“You just wait.”He dropped her on the bed where she bounced gently and squealed. He fell to his knees, pulled her to the edge of the bed,. "Leave that to me," she responded, "In the meantime you're going to needto work on a few things."Over the course of the next few weeks, Chloe had me prepare for the planwhenever I had free time. I had my ears pierced and removed what littlebody hair I had. With Chloe's help, I practiced walking in high heels,putting on makeup, speaking in a female voice, and acting like a woman. Meanwhile, Chloe was busy collecting items to transform me into a womanfor a night. Finally, the weekend of my. Dad lost to mom on the bet, mom won a vacation to Goa for weak. Dad agreed. Mom called her friend Nayantara. She is one of dad’s business partner, for the trip to Goa. She also agreed. I was confused about why she bringing her along and I asked mom about it.Me: Why mom why did you call Nayantara aunty for the trip? I thought we can enjoy together Po: There’s a reason son, she has been fucking your dad behind my back for our money.Me: What?Po: It is true I have seen it with my own eyes.Me: But.