“Sir, mujhe late ho rahi hai. Main kal aati hoon.”[Sir, im getting late. I’ll talk tomorrow.] “Tu is palang pe let ke dekh. Lalitha aur meri s...hagraat isi palang pe hui thi. Kya mazaa aaya tha us raat. Aaj phir aisi hi harkat tere saat karna chahta hoon.” [You just feel the bed. I and madam had our first night on this bed. What a night it was! Today, once again I want to fuck someone on it.]“Sir, main shadi shuda hoon. Mere teen bache hain. Aap aise sochiye bhi mat. Main ek shareif ghar se. Albert sighed and reached for his wallet.***At eight on the dot, Albert pulled the doorbell at Lilith's house. He heard the bell jingling somewhere in the background of the house, and laughed drifted along with it. More than one voice.The door swung open and there stood Lillith swathed in the same kind of red robe that they had worn to that party a couple of years before. Albert had not really talked about that party, nor had Liliith raised it again. Now Albert's stomach started to twist in. .to the point that a small wet spot had formed on the front of them. I slipped the matching camisole over my head, and it too felt incredible against my smooth chest. I looked in the mirror once more and the line between Andrew and Andrea had definitely begun to blur. The skirt and silk blouse were on in next to no time, as I was ready to be Andrea, now. I was reaching for the heels to slide them on when I heard the front door click open. I hustled to get them on then stood at the front post of. I texted Pooja back and asked her if the weekend worked, while I had my Kuereg cup of dark roast coffee and wolfed down a toasted multi grain bagel with a generous spread of vegetable cream cheese. She texted me back after a few hours, while I was working on my LinkedIn profile, no doubt miffed at my delay in responding. ‘Weekend is golden!’ was the content of the text. I was ecstatic and continued working on my profile, while daydreaming about a hot night of sex with three pretty girls. My.