"Und du w?rdest gerne ein M?dchen sein?"Das traf mich wie ein Schlag. Fast w?re ich tats?chlich umgefallen. Ichsp?rte, wie mir das Blut ins Gesicht sc...oss.Wieso hatte sie gemerkt, dass ich kein M?dchen war? Ich brachte kein Wortheraus."Du brauchst dich nicht zu sch?men. Ich war mir bis eben nicht sichergewesen." Wie... wie haben sie es gemerkt?" fragte ich schlie?lich mir br?chigerStimme. Es schien sie nicht sonderlich zu st?ren."Als dein Rock hochflog erschien mir dein Becken merkw?rdig. But hey, as long as I got what I wanted, I didn't mind doing whatever, and being any body's mistress. So, being with a sensitive man like guruji was the best thing that could happen. That day, I had just come back from a shooting trip to Goa and was relaxing in my house. I planned to go to a beauty parlor in the afternoon and disco party in the evening. When I was in the saloon getting the waxing job done, Guruji called me. "Hello guruji", I greeted happily."Kaisi hai re, meri randi" Guruji. I had a flat stomach, but I didn't like the idea of girls with better abs than most men so I didn't push it working out.I crawled into the bed next to him and he asked me what he should put on the TV. I told him that it didn't matter because we were just going to be making out anyway so he put on the speed channel. He also set the timer for an hour, just in case we fell asleep—hahaha yeah right.Within minutes of turning off the lights and turning the TV on, my mouth was on his. Even though I. For all his talk about ‘celebration’, for example, he wanted morning sex. He thought that spoiling her the night before would get her in the mood this morning. And, of course, he was right. Not that getting her in the mood took as much effort as he put into it. She enjoyed the sex, and she didn’t try to hide that from him; but she enjoyed the spoiling as well. Maybe ‘transparent’ didn’t even apply to that; the first time or two he wanted to skip the night before to enhance morning sex, he’d.