Kuch dino baad Sunday ka din tha sham ka waqt ghar pe sirf mai anju aue manjili,anju ne mujhe sab kuch bata diya tha ki kya hua tha unke bich sun kr h... mera lund tan gya aur maine anju k muh mai ghusa k khub pela aahhhhhhhhhhh dosto baht hi maja aaya anju ko lund chusne mai maza aata hai toh aab jaise ki saahm ka waqt tha aur ham akele maine anju se kaha ki aaj acha mauka hai kuch setting kr do na usne haan kaha uar manjili Se kuch kehene lagi aur mere paas ake boli woh tayyr hai mujhse aur rha. But I listened too and it sounded good. I saw Molly grab the CD cover. The CD's called a Bum's Bum and the cover photo had me busking on the street, my guitar case open, looking almost preppy while the slimiest bum we could find tosses a coin into the case. It was a penny and we paid the bum enough to buy something better than his overly sweet formaldehyde laced wine. For the British fans, the inside photo showed my bum, my pale butt. It's small, but at least it ain't flabby. I heard Barb. I found a matching thong on the floor and pulled it on. It fitted, but as I stood there I noticed my testicles poking out at the front. I really needed a way to stop that happening. I put on her black dress that she used for special nights out. Her high heeled, 3-inch shoes were in the corner. I put my feet into them and moved towards her full-length mirror. Although I had not hit the onset of puberty at the time, I was still a little boy in a dress. My short hair, my non-figure and a lack of. " "Well why are you asking me though?" Brian asked. "Kathleen is an adult and in control of her own body. You should ask her about that." "Because I told him that once I give myself to you," Kathleen said, "then I'd be yours completely. If you want me all to yourself, then I'm yours and yours alone, but if you want to share me with others, then I'm yours to lend out to whom you wish. My body, mind and soul belong to you now. If you want me to be a loving wife, then that's what I'll be. If you.