Bhabhi went and opened the door, and another known lady entered she was ex receptionist of our college Mukta. Mukta smiled at me and said I am also in...don’t be surprised we are going to have a great time. She immediately came and sat next to me on the sofa and removed the cushion which was kept on my thighs. Mukta was also in her 30s, married, slightly fair and with a figure of 32, 30, 34. She had a fuller body unlike bhabhi as she removed the cushion Renuka slipped her hand inside my undies.. There were somany things going on that I couldn't narrow it down. It came to a heada few nights later. Dinner had been cool to say the least. She satplaying with her food, moving it round and round her plate. It wasdriving me crazy. "OK Siobhan what's the problem? Something is eatingaway at you. You may as well spit it out."I could see the tears welling up in her eyes and she was about to cry.I walked around and cradled her in my arms. "Come on baby it can't bethat bad."She shook her head.. ...this is why I try not to reliveit. Thank you, honey. Thank you for holding me. Thank you for nottreating me like some kind of monster.I needed regular physical therapy for quite a while as I adjusted tothis body. I had to re-learn how to walk, sit, run, eat, and speak. Ihad to learn how my new body worked. That was quite an education! I canlaugh about it now, but it was not fun at the time. The very first timeI had my legs in stirrups was quite an occasion. I remember asking thegynecologist,. The Montagues and Capulets, and the Martins and the Coys pale into insignificance beside the Mitchells and the Coopers, and it all started over a woman. Four generations ago two young men, Henry Mitchell and George Cooper were the best of mates. Their families lived next door to each other, at numbers 32 and 34 Mortons Lane in a small rural village respectively. Each family lived on their small holdings where they grew fruit and vegetables, raised poultry for eggs and each had a cow grazing in.