I was fresh meat. I couldbarely walk in my heels - my heels! - and tried to not topple over.End Diary EntryI was so na?ve back then. I was also hoo...ed on Kristy. I went out tothe club for seven straight days. I met some people. I made somefriends. I wanted more. I never wanted to be a cross-dresser (not thatI have anything against it). I wanted to be a shemale or tgirl - forlife - very quickly.But I was not-not-not into guys-guys-guys. I still found women soincredibly attractive. I. Mera andaaza sahi tha …. mai apne pure kapde utar kar … apnay lund ko soap se dho raha tha … tabhi maine door ke pass kuch hasne ki awaan suni ..Mai jaise hi dekhne jaa raha tha .. tab un ladkiyon ne door khol diya …. mai apna lund soap se saaf kar chuka tha … Dimple ki aankhen mera 8′ inch ka lund dekh kar chamak uthi …. woh andar aa gayee aur baithkar mrere lund ko chusana shuru kiya …. mai 2 min tak wahin khada tha .. aur maine kaha ki chalo baahar bed par chalein … us nay mere lund pakad. The bra that held her tits was functional rather than sexy; she fumbled a bit with the hooks behind her back before unlatching them, and dropped the bra as well. Her breasts were quite large, but sagged only a little: youth is really a treasure, as years of experience have taught me. Her nipples were dark brown against paler milk-chocolate skin. Cool air made them tighten and grow erect."They're beautiful," I said admiringly. "You'd like me to touch them, right?"Alicia smiled. "Of course." She. ”“Same here,” Vicky offered. “I realized that Dan and I will be very close personal friends in and out of bed and I love him very much, but Wendy it’s you, that Dan really loves.”Karen held Dan and Wendy’s hand, “By the power vested in me as Dan’s wife, I now declare Dan and Wendy a couple. Wendy, I love you too, and I consider you to be my equal with him. I never want you to consider yourself less of a wife to Dan than I am.”“Thank you so much Karen that means the world to me.” Wendy hugged.