But now here he was, gazing at one in real life… and even though it was his sister’s, he thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen....arah was so excited that her outer lips were already swollen, and covered with a thin film of slippery lubricant. They were turning from pink to a darker shade of red and gaping slightly, and Steve could see more of her syrupy pussy juice collecting at the bottom of her gash. That was when he decided he wanted a taste… and without warning he leaned. They had gone to a lot of trouble, now theywanted to show me off. It was a new experience for me, one I'll never forget.I had known these girls for years, we had done a lot of things together, butI had never been as one of them! I really felt self-confident passing as agirl. I instinctually acted and carried myself as a lady, to the raves of mycompanions. Like I had been born a girl...but I'd always been with girls soit seemed natural. The Avon Lady had given me a bunch of samples to keep. Maine bhi socha ki ab es story ko yahi khatam kiya jaye. Lekin ek din message aaya ki IIT ki padhai bhi sath mein kare. Main to mano khushi se pagal ho gaya.Main ab class ke bad uske ghar jane laga. Agle unit test mein uske marks kafi ache aaye to woh Allen mein mujhse lipat gayi. Mujhe awkward bhi lag raha tha aur acha bhi. Ek din uski tabiyet kharab thi. Woh bed pe so gayi aur 1 ghante mein uthane ko boli.Kuch der bad maine bola, “Mujhe bhi nind aa rahi hai. Main ghar jaa raha hu.”Amisha. He was always rude to the waiter, only trying to get a laugh from everyone. Scott always had his hair gelled up in the front, and we had a joke about how he got his hair gel. For years I had joked with him about how he did not buy his hair gel, it was hand-cranked. An obvious pun for anyone listening. Even if I said it in front of someone else, they would always laugh. It was this base, that most of our questionable humor stemmed, and was always a funny addition to our days. Now we were far.