“Just fuck off and leave me the fuck alone!”I put my hands over my ears and screamed, “NOOOOOOOOOO!”And then my phone rang. At first, I didn�...t recognise it as mine because I had changed my ringtone just a few days ago, but the music was coming from my back pocket and I was the only living soul around, so... I tugged it from my pocket and stared at the screen, where Emily’s smiling face stared back at me. My thumb hovered over the green phone icon, shifted across to the red one, then moved back. Her nipples became more sensitive than even she could ever have imagined.Jennifer was even brave enough to venture out at night, to bars and clubs that catered for who she was.When Jennifer dressed for work, she always smiled at herself in the mirror as she clipped on her bra over her lovely breasts. Her breasts were not huge, but they were hers and a size which made her look obviously female. She always smoothed her hands over her body and tucked away the one reminder of who she used to be.. She did in fact have a chemical deficiency which would not have been detected under normal procedures. She came home after two days. Her depression had responded well to the drug treatment initiated at the hospital. The marriage counselor passed her off to a colleague more experienced in dealing with her specific issues. Unfortunately Pamela’s case is like the analogy of the old car with a host of small problems. Fix the fuel injectors which solves the rough running engine and the valves can’t. I used to go to her flat and pretend to help his son and talk to her and look at her hot curves.After some days , my parents left for a function in village, I said I am sick and did not go with them , My parents asked Priya to take care of my Food using this as a opportunity I stayed completely in her flat, she did not wear Bra most of the times and I touched them sometimes pretending like it was a accident, Even she touched my Penis many times and that night after dinner when her son went to.